I’m not hiking that far every day, so I don’t know how the days go by so fast) and the blog goes so neglected). Tonight I’m at mile 54. Snail’s pace. Which I love. Here are some highlights.
The baby owl cuteness is ongoing. Three owlets live at the Gooch Mountain Shelter and mama owl circles the shelter cleaning up mice. Every shelter needs an owl with hungry babies.
This is Crazy Carl. He’s from Florida and never backpacked before. He’s got a chair. A cot. A fishing pole. But no water filter. Section hikers are awesome!
I’m negative two for trail magic. Negative one was an abandoned cooler full of trash on a dirt road. Negative two was a Boy Scout leader standing on the trail with a cooler. When I made a move towards it (as we do out here), the Cooler Ogre blocked me and told me it was just for the scouts. Unclear on the concept of trail magic, I guess. He should at least hide the thing in the bushes.
Made it to Mountain Crossings for a resupply and got my trail magic on there. Hitched down to the Dollar General for chips and Triscuits. Mmmmmmmm, salty crunchy things! The guy who picked me up —Mike from Augusta—was headed in the other direction. He turned around, took me to the store, waited, then brought me back to Neels Gap, where I did not shower, but I did drink coffee and charge my phone. Just another day on the trail.
Today was a good day for a head dunk. Since I didn’t get a shower yesterday.
View from Blood Mountain—Atlanta visible from the top. I camped a mile below the summit in an area where bear canisters are required. I don’t have a bear canister. I’m glad I didn’t have to hike to the outfitter and buy a whole new food bag and a complete resupply. Like Margaret and Neal from Illinois did after a bear broke the branch and took their food they’d hung on said branch.
I throw a mean bear bag. (Now I hope I don’t regret saying that!)
Now, let me go find my Advil before it’s time for bed.