Got
up and hit the trail late (8:30), which isn’t encouraging when you have a
20-mile day ahead of you. Took a break on a nice bald.
Dave
kept talking about how great he felt – what am I doing wrong? Maybe
it’s the heat, maybe it’s the extra weight in my pack. Dave said having a
big breakfast helped him a lot. Anyway, I explained how I struggle
on every climb and am having a tough time keeping up with a group of
men. He seemed to understand and did slow down for me.
We
made the mistake (I think) of stopping for lunch at the 11-mile mark.
Took a long break, then had to stop at the next shelter for water.
Oh,
met a couple who thru-hiked in ’95. She was saying how few female
hikers there were then – didn’t see a single other woman in the Smokies.
That’s kind of how I’ve been feeling lately – lone female in a male
tribe.
I must have been off with Charlie and Lawyer Dan, wallowing in my post-Steve misery.
ReplyDeleteYou were tough stuff, Lady.