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[at-l] READY's journal: June 14 Thursday Trailday 9
- Subject: [at-l] READY's journal: June 14 Thursday Trailday 9
- From: firstname.lastname@example.org (kahley)
- Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 20:00:56 -0500
>Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 16:33:26 -0700
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>Subject: June 14 Thursday Trailday 9
>There's a phenomenon about trail town stops that's indisputable. I'm not
>talking about how 15 minutes of time shows up as an hour of time
>passed. Time, indeed, does speed up in town. What I'm referring to is how
>every ache, mosquito bite and rub/hot spot on your body feels suddenly
>free to let loose and express itself.
>I must have 200 mosquito and assorted insect bites! Only one blister, but
>it is demanding top-billing in this drama. I have muscle aches where I
>didn't even know I had muscles!
>It's as if the body recognizes that it's in town and therefore doesn't
>have to walk for awhile. It's actually probably a blessing - cuz, were I
>to be on the Trail right now, I'd be seriously considering my sanity about
>So ends the "philosophising" portion of this entry and on to what actually
>We awakened reasonably early today. Most of the others had already packed
>up and left; the hillside above the shelter was empty, where just last
>night it had been "tent city."
>Today, our quiet shelter mate was more talkative. We learned that his
>trail name, T.I.L.T is an acronym for "traveling is living twice." He has
>traveled all over the world.
>This is his first extended hike. He seems not to be liking it as much as
>his previous adventures. He talked about having a treasure to
>see/experience at journey's end, whereas here on the AT, it seems as
>though it's only "get up and walk some more" day after day.
>It brings to mind the thread that Sloetoe had started on atl,
>"ribbons." Hikers fall into 2 general categories: those who see the trail
>as a ribbon, enjoying the hiking for hiking's sake, and those who hike
>from camp to camp, seeing the hiking portion as the more or less merely
>means to get there. Interesting to consider....
>Frank, aka TILT, was also apparently burdened by his heavy load. He was
>carrying a 7+ pound tent. He was suffering from bad knees. The
>conversation naturally turned to lightening loads, and we shared a morning
>of energetic conversation about lightweight techniques. Frank took many
>notes. 'Hope his hike becomes more enjoyable with time.
>We left Frank and the shelter, and started our day's hike, which began
>with what appeared last night to be an arduous climb up. It went smoothly
>and easily. Wonderful what a good night's sleep and a few meals can do to
>We hiked strong and enjoyed the sections of trailwork along the
>way. There were many examples of excellent trail maintenance here. We
>climbed up an absolutely stunning and well-crafted rock staircase. Just
>after, Spur announced that I had just completed my 100th mile! Wow, so soon!?
>We ate our lunch at the Tom Floyd Wayside shelter, where I also took time
>to soak my sore right foot. These shoes were not the panacea that we'd
>hoped they'd be. My right foot was again paining me.
>We reached our road crossing and got a ride after (what I thought was) a
>long time. A man with his twin girls stopped and I got to have my first
>ride ever in the back of a pick up truck - a childhood dream! It was
>great to feel the air rush past as we sped along the highway into Front Royal.
>We got out at a 7-11 and had some slurpee style drinks, before heading off
>to find the hotel for the night. En route we passed a shopping center,
>featuring many shops and a K-Mart.
>I tried on shoes at the K-Mart. We found a pair that I could probably
>use, but decided to look for a more reliable brand. We then walked to a
>small shoe shop and found a pair of Reeboks that would do nicely. We opted
>for the size 7, mostly out of fear that my foot would need the extra room
>should the swelling not recede.
>Patches and Sticks were in town too! We found our motel and immediately
>fell asleep. No journal tonite.
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