31 May 2015: 23.6 miles to Wildcat Shelter
- Placed cousin Valerie's bracelet. My cousin passed away suddenly in February and she really wanted to visit New York so her mom asked me to place a bracelet when I passed through New York.
- RAIN... actually a huge thunderstorm
- Annoying rocks gave way to climbing rocks
- Met K2, Bearfish, and Not Yet. A lovely bunch of people
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At the highest point on the A.T. in New York happened to have a flag on top... guess the best place I found to leave Valerie's bracelet. Call me unpatriotic, I really could care less about that, I found the perfect spot. |
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Another view of the flag |
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Nothing like climbing a metal latter right before a giant thunderstorm |
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Watching the giant said thunderstorm blow in... in my rain skirt that I made |
1 June 2015: 14.3 miles to Fingerboard Shelter
- Oh dear... rain and rocks... 6 hours for 10 miles in the driving rain. Not making very good time.
- About 5 miles into our day Poppins and I happened upon a swollen river. We looked for the trail or a bridge or anything finally Poppins spied a blaze... on a rock... two feet underwater. That was also the shallowest point of the fast moving river. We checked our guide book and it said "cross the creek on the stepping stones" well the creek was a roaring river that was 30 feet across and the water was muddy and we couldnt see the the bottom. up stream was a flooded swamp, unsafe to cross, down stream was sheer cliffs. No alternatives. A slack packer came along and we wanted him cross the river, in one part he almost fell and the water was up past his knees ON the stepping stone, meaning the water would probably be over his head if he stepped off. He ended up jumping to another rock and scrambling out. He turned around and yelled "I would not recommend that!" meaning he had trouble and we had full 25+ packs. We couldn't cross and more rain was coming. We ended up looking up a road route on our phones and walking 3 miles around the swollen river. Diss me as not being a purist but a few shwaths of white paint are not worth my life, we walked more than we would have if we had crossed so we more than made up for our detour.
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The swollen river, if you look closely you can see the blaze underneath the water |
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Filling up water from a freaken waterfall |
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4 salamanders!!! |
2 June 2015: 21.9 miles to Graymoor Spiritual Life Center
- Camped with Sweet Blood behind a gas station!
- Super friendly to hikers, amazing deli sandwiches
- Had coffee the next morning and discovered the secret of bagels up north!!!
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