Really good night’s sleep again. Chilly enough to snuggle up in the sleeping bag and even wear a fleece hat.
Got rolling around 8:15. Walked around Nuclear Lake (used to be radioactive), past the largest tree on the trail (I thought that was supposed to be in Virginia), and to the Appalachian Trail stop on the New York commuter rail (only runs on weekends).
Got rolling around 8:15. Walked around Nuclear Lake (used to be radioactive), past the largest tree on the trail (I thought that was supposed to be in Virginia), and to the Appalachian Trail stop on the New York commuter rail (only runs on weekends).
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| Mary Poppins gets comfy |
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| Cameron/7 States, Blur, and Swagman |
We
weren’t making great time, but I honestly didn’t care. Hiked with
Cameron (Seven States) for a while, and a whole group of us were hiking
together later on. The pace was reasonable (I could keep up), so I
didn’t mind. Also, it was almost chilly out at times, which always makes
the hiking easier.
At some point after the 16-mile mark, I was feeling really good and remember thinking, “I could just keep walking forever today”. Wish I could capture that spirit every day.
Stopped at a hot dog stand, and someone told us about a phone we could use. I took the opportunity to call home. Dad said they’re getting a tent and tables and chairs for the cookout. Hope it’s nothing too elaborate.
Dave and I talked about the “guest list” today. So far he’s asked everyone who’s been hiking with/around us, plus a few more. I prefer to keep things smaller/simpler -- especially since all the hikers will have to be shuttled to and from the trailhead. I’m sure it will all work out in the end. Hard to believe it’s just a week away!
Crossed the border into Connecticut, and once again the scenery totally changed. There was a house right at the NY/Conn. line, and a woman was sitting on a farmer’s porch talking on a cell phone. I waved, but got no response. Welcome to Connecticut!
Entered a pine forest, with lots of space between the trees. After a pretty good climb, then a matching descent, we came to the Ten Mile River. It’s quite big, with water rushing over rocks and gurgling quite loudly. Camping area is right on the bank.
Today is a first for Dave and myself -- we’re out of money, fuel, and food. Not a good feeling. We would have had enough food, but three packages of pasta I took from a hiker box had been contaminated by a strong detergent taste. We would have had enough fuel, but we had to cook twice (and throw out both pots of food). No excuse for not having any money.
People helped us out, but I do not want to be in this situation any time soon. Luckily, we only have 8 ½ miles to get to Kent. Lesson learned.
At some point after the 16-mile mark, I was feeling really good and remember thinking, “I could just keep walking forever today”. Wish I could capture that spirit every day.
Stopped at a hot dog stand, and someone told us about a phone we could use. I took the opportunity to call home. Dad said they’re getting a tent and tables and chairs for the cookout. Hope it’s nothing too elaborate.
Dave and I talked about the “guest list” today. So far he’s asked everyone who’s been hiking with/around us, plus a few more. I prefer to keep things smaller/simpler -- especially since all the hikers will have to be shuttled to and from the trailhead. I’m sure it will all work out in the end. Hard to believe it’s just a week away!
Crossed the border into Connecticut, and once again the scenery totally changed. There was a house right at the NY/Conn. line, and a woman was sitting on a farmer’s porch talking on a cell phone. I waved, but got no response. Welcome to Connecticut!
Entered a pine forest, with lots of space between the trees. After a pretty good climb, then a matching descent, we came to the Ten Mile River. It’s quite big, with water rushing over rocks and gurgling quite loudly. Camping area is right on the bank.
Today is a first for Dave and myself -- we’re out of money, fuel, and food. Not a good feeling. We would have had enough food, but three packages of pasta I took from a hiker box had been contaminated by a strong detergent taste. We would have had enough fuel, but we had to cook twice (and throw out both pots of food). No excuse for not having any money.
People helped us out, but I do not want to be in this situation any time soon. Luckily, we only have 8 ½ miles to get to Kent. Lesson learned.
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