The Plight of the AT Purist

A few weeks ago, I went to Damascus, VA to take a course that was supposed to help me get ready for my thru-hike.  The term “purist” came up a few times.

The course instructor felt like people had come to use that term in a derogatory way.

Maybe.  But should we really GAF what other people think about how we hike?  I think not.

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Friday Fave: I Play a Part in a White Mountain Love Story

Way back at Liberty Springs Tent Site, we chatted with Quinn, the Caretaker, a lovely young woman who didn't seem to mind answering questions she'd probably been asked a thousand times about what it's like to spend the summer using a privy that "flushes" with mulch.  

She asked me to deliver a message to a boy at the Guyot Shelter.  Of course I said yes!  What fun to play a tiny role in a White Mountain love story.   

She entrusted me with a tiny square of paper folded a couple of times with "Jimmy" penned elegantly on the top.

I tucked it into my hip belt where I knew it would be safe and off we went.  It would be two days before we reached the Guyot Shelter.

The question was:  would the note survive the trek?

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