Location: Unknown Shelter
I feel all right after a 20 mile day. The day was fairly uneventful. I didn’t go to town for lunch and I didn’t meet anyone new. I spent last night in the shelter with Bonefish, Druid, and Not Bad. Tonight, it’s the same crowd except the rain has stopped falling. I did spend over an hour at Tiatori Beach on the lake today. I walked 0.3 mile off the trail to use the bathroom in the bathhouse and get water from the tap. The last three shelters that I passed on the trail didn’t have privies so I had to get to a bathroom. I hate squatting in the woods, especially when the woods are wet. I’ve crossed several water sources the past few days, but there is something about NY water that makes me uneasy. I’m sure much of it is safe, but often it is murky or stagnant. I try to get to a spigot as often as I can, since I have completely stopped treating my water. I spent a lot of time at the picnic area at the beach. There wasn’t a sole there but there was a lot of thru-traffic. I made several phone calls and ate the weight out of my pack.
The hills were tedious today. Climb after climb after climb after climb after climb. There aren’t any rewards at the top of the hills. No views, no elevation markers, nothing. I heard that New York was like this. The state has worn me out. I haven’t rested really at all since entering several days ago. Tomorrow I’ll enter New Jersey. (A cough in the lean-to just scared the Hell out of me. I lost my train of thought.) So tomorrow I’ll enter New Jersey, my seventh state. I’ll finish New Jersey in three days. I love this quick progress, but it is taking its toll on my body. My mind is suffering also. I find that it’s hard to write and write coherently when I’m so tired.