Got
up and out at 8! Big doings! Kind of strange to walk the same section
of trail three times (since I had done a bit extra and then come back
yesterday).
Tough
climb to the Devil’s Racecourse. Shades of things to come? A couple of
southbounders told us about a cookout at Pen Mar Park, so we started
walking quicker! Murph and the gang were already here. A woman named Hat
Trick and her husband Dingle, who thru-hiked in ’97, throw this picnic
every year. Burgers, salads, chips, soda, brownies… it’s an absolutely
perfect day.
The
park is big and well-used by families (today is Father’s Day). Taking
full advantage! Murph said it was one of the best days of her life --
not just on the trail. Oh, Dave 'kidnapped' my watch from me this
morning. I really miss it but will try to readjust.
We
spent the whole afternoon at the park. One of the highlights was when
Dave picked up his socks, which had been drying in the sun. It was like
they had been shellacked to be put in the Museum of Natural (or
Unnatural) History.
Left
at 5:30. A couple of curious people stopped us on the way out to ask
the usual questions. Nobody seems to understand what we’re doing! Hiked
to the shelter at five miles and it looked like people were staying. But
I had wanted to go farther. Then everyone changed their minds and
decided to do two more miles.
Good sleep in tent.
Hee hee - It was one of the best days of my life! :)
ReplyDeleteDidn't we run into Charlie at that shelter 5 miles out - he was suffering from what he thought was giardia. Or, was he long gone and way ahead by then????