today was a different start, as I was waking up alone. And breaking down camp solo so that was def. different. After making some instant grits with coconut oil and a spoon full of dehydrated eggs. I was ready to go. Packed up and headed down the trail. I prefer leaving a little later […]
Bitter Cold and Starving Dogs in the Woods – Appalachian Trail Thru-Hike Day 147
Location: Unknown Shelter, TN I left Uncle Johnny’s this morning around 9:45. I found some cereal and powdered milk in the hiker box and decided I would have it for breakfast. I considered waiting for the coffee shop to open at 10:00, but I decided that I better leave because a cup of coffee would […]
A Night at Uncle Johnny’s in Erwin TN – Appalachian Trail Thru-Hike Day 146
Location: Uncle Johnny’s Hostel (Erwin, TN) Mom dropped me off this morning at the trailhead for the last time. I carried a full pack again, and started south, only a few hundred miles from Springer Mountain. I moved slowly but steadily down the trail. My slack-packs and zero day made me sluggish, but I made […]
Slackpacking from Carver’s Gap to Hwy 19E – Appalachian Trail Thru-Hike Day 145
Location: Beech Mountain, NC I took yesterday off to spend with family. I said goodbye to Chris, Sarah, Liza, and Winn this morning. They had come to Beech for the weekend, and they would return to Durham while I slack-packed today. Mom drove me to Carver’s Gap where I started my slack-pack towards 19E. I […]
Thirty Miles Hiking to Kincora Hostel – Appalachian Trail Thru-Hike Day 143
Location: Kincora Hostel (Dennis Cove Rd, TN) When I woke up this cold morning, all of the clothes I had hung in the shelter to dry last night had frozen. My shirts and pants were stiff and my socks had ice crystals on them. I was wearing dry clothes inside my sleeping bag, but I […]
Backpacking into Tennessee – Appalachian Trail Thru-Hike Day 142
Location: Double Springs Shelter, Tennessee I left Damascus today in the hot morning. I was dragging all day. Having slack-packed for two days, I felt that I wasn’t going to reach the top of the first mountain with a full pack pulling down on my shoulders. Shortly after leaving town, I met Cold Feet slack-packing […]