I've walked 1000+ miles - weird, huh? perhaps even insane. I'm in Harper's Ferry, WV (finally we are out of Virginia!), so I still have another 1000+ miles to hike, but I'm ok with that cause I'd rather be hiking than working - of course, I am working my butt off - quite literally - just not gettin' paid to do it...and that's ok for now.
Anyway, more later - I've gotta eat... and hopefully keep the food down - something funky's going on inside my intestines. I hope it's not giarardia. I hope it's just the greasy fries and onion rings I ate yesterday with my 1/3 lb cheeseburger. yucky.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
You never know what's lurking in the shelters...
Journey, Pyrofly and I were sitting in the shelter enjoying an afternoon snack and break at BlackRock Hut (sleeping shelters in Shenandoah NP are called huts, and day-use picnic gazebo-esque structures are called shelters...just to confuse us) and a friendly creature decides to join us. While we weren't rude to the creature, we certainly weren't friendly, either. In fact, it was nearly instantly upon seeing the creature - a copperhead snake - that we jumped away from it and snapped a zillion photos from a distance while politely and patiently waiting for it to find another resting spot out in the woods.
The snake is finally leaving the shelter. Snakes are fascinating creatures - imagine the abs humans would have if we had to crawl around on out stomachs all day to get around. Truly fascinating to watch these things move...

Shenandoah NP
Aaaahhhh!!!! A rattlesnake on the trail! This thing scared the living sheets out of me...first rattler on the trail. I saw my first bear, too. A baby being treed up a tree - because I'm a scary, feisty not-so-sure what you're gonna do creature - to a bear... 
The next three photos are of beautiful sunsetting views from Passamoquoddy Trail - a blue blazed trail from the AT - although we did see remnants of old white blazes, so we were perhaps on the original AT.
The next three photos are of beautiful sunsetting views from Passamoquoddy Trail - a blue blazed trail from the AT - although we did see remnants of old white blazes, so we were perhaps on the original AT.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Plant life using the oh so wonderful super-macro!!!
Cool water droplet on a plant after a rainy morning...and for the record, the rain won't stop. We have had sunny days scattered here and there, at least. But it's been wet enough that my pack is growing/smells like mildew. grody.
Little spider on a leaf...
Little spider on a leaf...
Trail photo, Roan Mtn Shelter, Overmountain Shelter, Dad @ The Biltmore in Ashland, Horses endorsing McDonald's in Erwin
This is me on top of Roan Mountain at the shelter with close to the same name - also the highest shelter on the AT - tops 6,000 feet. It was a hefty climb to the top - and I knew it would be so I decided to count how many steps it would take to get to the top. 10,800 steps. yup, that's just about right.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Misc. Photos
Here are a few more pictures of my journey - they are kind of random. I apologize. And they will probably continue to be random - so I will apologize one last time and never again :)
Perhaps 2 minutes before the Hiker Parade/Water fight at Trail Days. We had filled approximately 100 water balloons to throw at the town folk while they sprayed us down with water guns, fire hoses, and sprinklers.




Perhaps 2 minutes before the Hiker Parade/Water fight at Trail Days. We had filled approximately 100 water balloons to throw at the town folk while they sprayed us down with water guns, fire hoses, and sprinklers.
Walking Stick 75 (aka the original Walking Stick) cooking scrumptious pancakes for breakfast. This wonderful man made many wonderful meals during our stay at Trail Days. Thanks!
A small portion on Tent City - our temporary home for a week or so. There were supposedly 3000 or so tents throughout the weekend during Trail Days and different 'neighborhoods' in Tent City itself. We stayed in a neighborhood named Riff-Raff near the creek.
A restaurant in Pearisburg, VA named after me! Awesome.

Pyrofly taking a ride on the zipline to The Captain's house across the rivercreek. He's sporting a kilt - just a fancy name for a man-skirt which is relatively common on the trail. The Captain had a hiker feed the day before we arrived, but we were able to enjoy some leftovers and the crew of friendly folks who decided to stay another day. Zipline as a form of transportation is truly the way to go. Sometimes I wish I could zipline from a mountain-top to town versus 3 or so miles of walking down down down...but that would probably be cheating. but it would be fun.
More to come!
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