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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcHSH46eip7ImA9WhRQFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457893738423741399</id><updated>2011-12-10T15:13:59.012-05:00</updated><category term="summary" /><category term="history" /><title>Appalachian Trail</title><subtitle type="html">A day to day record (well, or at least as often as I can get internet service) of hiking the entire Appalachian Trail.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://reddogtrail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://reddogtrail.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8457893738423741399/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Reddog176</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839646088209012462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbj_zXc_qaM/TRn4LtKdQ-I/AAAAAAABEiY/VgMV8YBts6Q/S220/n505217102_1096248_7299.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/kapPD" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/kappd" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcHR3Y7eCp7ImA9WB5bGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8457893738423741399.post-8387148950825949346</id><published>2007-09-04T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:03:56.800-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-09-04T18:03:56.800-05:00</app:edited><title>Update</title><content type="html">I figured it was time to post again and let everyone know what's been going on since we got home. It's been a few months now, and it's been nice to be home - I got to go to my brother's graduation and celebrate my birthday with my family.  Gadget is working at his farm, getting it back into shape, and I'm sorting out my next four years in college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my most exciting news. A week or two after I got off the trail I found out that I was indeed accepted to the college of my dreams - Prescott College in Prescott, Arizona. I even got a few scholarships totaling 10 grand! It's a huge relocation, and Gadget is moving there too, so there's a lot to be done. The school is amazing. I'm majoring in Adventure Education  and minoring in Writing. Adventure Education pretty much means when I graduate, I'll be qualified to do things like run an adventure based tourism business, lead expeditions, work at a place like Outward Bound, or a myriad of other outdoor oriented careers. Ideally, I'd like to combine it with writing and write something like trail guides, travel bios, articles for Backpacker etc., or even outdoor themed novels. I've also got some other interesting ideas floating around in my head - we'll see what happens. I'm very eager to start my classes. I'll be getting credits for rafting down the Colorado, climbing Mt. Shasta, trekking through the desert... playing in the wilderness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, this changes things a lot. We had planned on starting back up on the trail in March, but now I'll be in school. There is a possibility that we could hike some during summer break, which is usually sometime in May to August. However,Gadget might be holding a steady job that he wants to keep for the four years we're there. Honestly, I'm not sure if he's so interested in finishing. Which is fine - he keeps saying he's gotten what he needs out of it - but I desperately want to be back out there, so it might just be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that thru-hiking the Appalachian Trail was the hardest thing I'd ever do. Now I know I was wrong. The hardest thing I've ever done, by far and away, was leaving the trail, especially unfinished.  We've been home a few months now, and every day I miss the trail. Some mornings I still wake up expecting to be in my tent, fumbling for my sleeping bag zipper.  I go to bed at night thinking what a luxury it is to be in a bed and not the hard ground for once - and yet, I've been in a bed almost every day for months. I haven't adjusted yet, which is good, because I don't ever want to go back to taking things for granted.  It's hard though - hard to read friends trail journals, hard to look at our pictures, hard to hang out on whiteblaze. You go to this amazing place, to the trail, and your faith in humanity is restored. Every day you meet wonderful people, every night you go to sleep with an innate sense of accomplishment. Then you hurt yourself, and go home, and suddenly it's... where are the angels? What did I do to be proud of today? Wait- what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gadget and I have long said that whenever on of us feels one way, the other feels the opposite. My ankles are healed. I'm fine. But Gadget isn't. We've gone backpacking several times lately - once we set out for a weekend, once a week, and a couple long day hikes or overnights. Every time we've had to turn back because Gadget is having serious problems with his knee. We don't know whats wrong - he's going to the doctor soon - but he can't hike for more than a few miles without it hurting excruciatingly. I'm worried about him. Hopefully we'll get it all straightened out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for now. To everyone we met along the way who made our journey that much more enjoyable, and to all our trail-mates, thank you. My time on the trail was the best time of my life, and that's all due in little bits to all of you.  God bless, stay safe, and keep the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a hike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scribe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457893738423741399-8387148950825949346?l=reddogtrail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There is a limited resupply, a hostel, free showers, and free internet here, plus the yummiest cheeseburgers on the trail so far, next to Slick B and Holly Trout's. Jerry and Susana, who run the place, are super friendly and nice. We have a maildrop sitting in the post office here, but we didn't realize it was Saturday and the post office closes early. Tomorrow is Sunday, and Monday is Memorial Day, so we're out of food and stuck in town. I'm not sure what we're going to do, maybe slackpack a few days or try to make it to the next town on the slim jims and potato chips the little store here sells. We'll see. Tonight we're sleeping in the Baptist Church up the road a bit, super nice people who don't mind that we're coming to their morning service in hiker clothes. They're doing a lunch for hikers tomorrow also, which is really nice of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been beautiful on the trail, although there has been some rain. We hiked through the Grayson Highlands, which were awesome, and with the wildflowers, rain, and wild horses made me think more of the Scottish Highlands than the fields of Montana they are supposed to resemble. Even with the drizzle there were some incredible views, but that wasn't even the best part. The ponies, oh, the ponies! They were so beautiful and fun, each with a different personality. Some ran and hid, some were curious, and some were outright rambuncious. My two favorites were the black mare with the long hair that we nicknamed "Dreds", who kept gnawing on all our gear, and a younger pony who seemed detached from the rest of the herd, just standing on a hilltop with the wind in her mane gazing off in the distance. When she spotted us she tossed her head , whinnied, reared and dissapeared into the fog. She was absolutely breathtaking. We also got to see lots of new foals, including a newborn with the umbillical cord still attached. Pretty neat! One of the babies grabbed my trekking pole in his mouth and tried to walk off with it. It was very cute. All the horses want salt, so they love sweaty hikers that they can lick and chew on their gear. Sometimes it was hard keeping them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw other interesting wildlife too the past few days. We almost stepped on a copperhead (yikes). There are lots of snakes out right now. We also saw a white-tailed deer running across the highlands, a red squirrl or two, and a really funny looking rabbit. I really have no idea what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good time at Wise Shelter last night, hanging out with Hong Kong Fuey, Dragonbreath, Topsoil and Raffle, blowing up empty fuel canisters and firecrackers (boys...), and ragging on the dayhikers who were camping next to a sign that said "No Camping." Genious. HKF also caught a cooked up a couple crawfish - he had never had one before, so we got to teach him how to cook and eat one. It was amusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll add pictures of the Highlands and ponies as soon as we can, but the computer here is tediously slow, so we can't do it now. Love to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Scribe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457893738423741399-6805184464684008657?l=reddogtrail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We were so excited to be back, and the first day out was perfect. We took the Virginia Creeper Trail out to where it met up with the AT, and it was beautiful. The Creeper Trail used to be an old railroad, so the entire thing is no more than a 6% grade uphill. It follows Whitetop Laurel Creek almost the whole way, and we discovered some amazing swimming holes and waterfalls during our hike. There were around 30 train trestles on the trail, and we had fun watching the native brook trout jumping. The trail also ran right past a cafe - it's not everyday you can stop in for ice cream and air conditioning during a backpacking trip. We also went through some pastures and fields. Someone was very lucky to have the farmhouse and hilly meadows between two mountains with a trail through their front yard. It was a gorgeous place. We did an easy 12 miles that day, and camped on a sandy beach right next to the creek. Scribe built a kicking campfire and the moon hung over the mountain top in a perfect silvery crescent. It was a good place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we left the Creeper Trail and returned to the rough and rugged AT. What a shock to our systems! Getting back on after so much time off is a whole other ballgame. Our feet hurt again, we were sloooow on the uphills, our legs didn't want to cooperate... we both got huge nasty blisters. I guess it's going to take some time to get our trail legs back and get used to this whole hiking thing again. The first few miles were good - we saw a deer sillouetted prettily in the trail ahead. Chris reached for his camera, and it jumped away, so no picture... sorry. It wasn't a whitetail... maybe a mule deer? Are they around here? A quarter mile later we crossed our last train trestle. This one was 150 feet and 500 feet long. We found a snakeskin on it, and a few minutes later we found the snake it had belonged to. It was still shedding, so that was neat to see. We took lunch at a crowded shelter, and then began the big climb of the day. Man oh man, are we not used to this anymore! We climbed Whitetop Mountain, the second biggest mountain in Virigina, and abour 4 miles of steep climbing. It took forever, and by the time we reached the top, we were beyond done for the day. We camped near the summit. It was really pretty and unique - not quite a bald, but not a traditional summit either. Good views, and fun rocks perched here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we took a half day. It's harder than we expected, getting back into the swing of things. We didn't want to make our blisters worse, they're really uncomfortable to walk on, and Scribe had a bad, bad headache. Our dispositions were lousy because we were headed to Mt. Roger's (the tallest mt. in Va) and the Grayson Highlands, and it was pouring and miserable out. We didn't want to battle that big mountain in a storm, and more importantly, we wanted to go through the highlands when it was beautiful weather. The Grayson Highlands are akin to Montana Grasslands, and inhabited by wild horses and cattle. It's said to be one of the best places on the trail, and utterly breathtaking. No way were we slogging through in bad weather, so we called it a day near a road and hitched into Damascus for a shower and a decent dinner. We ate at the Old Mill, which was fantastic beyond belief, and now we're sleeping in a $10 hostel on a wooden platform covered with a thermarest. It kind of resembles a bed, but not quite. We took showers - heavenly- and washed our clothes at the same time. It never ceases to amuse us that this feels like luxury after a few days in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your fingers crossed and pray for us that our transition from townies to hikers goes smoothly. We've posted a few more pictures. Love to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scribe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457893738423741399-288341399091200259?l=reddogtrail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's the highest mountain range on the AT until the Whites up north, and the highest we've been ever. The AT crosses it's highest point here. The mountains range above 6,000 feet. The highest mountain we'd climbed prior was 4,000 feet in the Catskills, so it was a new experiance being up on the high ridges. The views were incredible - check out the pictures. We saw some wildlife: a coyote, a mother bear and two cubs, a red squirrel, lots of pretty birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first few days were good but cold, nothing super-exciting to write about. Then one night when we were still a good mile or more from the shelter, it began to pour and thunder and lightning. Now, this may not seem like such a big deal, but let me tell you, being the tallest object on an exposed ridgeline at 6,000 ft with lightning flashing all around you isnt just scary, it's downright dangerous. We had to make a tough call. Either 1.) immeditley bushwack down the side of the mountain to slightly lower ground, shed our pack and poles and spend a freezing night exposed in the rain  crouching on our foam packs in our raingear 200 yds away from each other (risking hypothermia), or 2.) run for the shelter, and lower ground (risking a strike). Since we were only a mile or 2 away, we ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it safely (soaked) to the shelter and shared it with 2 weekending navy boys (dry), an overnighter and another thru-hiker (both soaked) named Hartly Hounddog. The good navy boys shared carrots with us - fresh veggies, yum! The other non-thru-hiker gave us some food too. I think he felt bad. Later that night two more thru-hikers rolled in, SwampFox and BlueSky from Bangor, ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning we noticed the couple from Maine had left a bunch of food garbage in the fireplace, probably not thinking much of it, but that attracts mice and bears and various other critters. We started a quick fire to burn it and dry out our clothing. By the time we were ready to leave, we looked outside and -surprise surprise - it was snowing. Not flurrying, mind you, really blowing down. In an hour we had an inch accumilated. Hikers started pouring in, half of them unfocused and distant, a few thinking they were hot (advanced hypothermia). Now, there was no way we were heading out in below freezing, snowstorm conditions with sopping wet clothing. Again, hypothermia is a real risk out here. We stayed put, kept the fire burning, hung clotheslines, heated hot water bottles, plyed the hypothermic hikers with hot tea and stayed as warm as possible. It was the smartest thing we could have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a really long story slightly shorter, we ended up sharing a 12 person hiker with 25 people. We were packed like sardines. There were like 10 on the top level, 12 on the bottom and 3 on the dirt floor near the fire. One person tented. A few pushed on through the storm to the next shelter. It was below freezing in the shelter, but 25 bodies warmed it up a little. When we all fired up our stoves to make dinner the temperature jumped like 7 degrees for a few minutes!&lt;br /&gt;We met some neat people, like Sandalwood, a lovable carpender from Toronto, and Mike, a Pa-born missionary based in China taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning there was just under a foot of snow outside. Hiking to the next shelter was infuriatingly slow-going. I feel so bad for whoever headed out first and had to break trail. It was hard enough following footsteps. On the ridges, it was difficult to push through the gale-force winds trying to blow us off the mountains. Everywhere else, we had to negotiate tons of fresh blowdowns. Climbing over huge trees, getting lost in the evergreen branches, and then having to scout for the trail again is quite an experiance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days weren't much better. The snow started to melt, but then the trail was always one of three things: slushy, muddy, or icey. Still, we consider ourselves lucky for several reasons. One, we made it through safely by the grace of God and good decisions. Two, we got to see and experience a side of the Smokies many people don't get too see. And three... I'm not sure I've ever seen anything as beautiful as that snowy wonderland that we walked though for 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8457893738423741399-5594490261392036676?l=reddogtrail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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