Solitude. Solitude can be scary for some and welcoming to others.
Whitetail and I have the shelter to ourselves tonight. This is only the second time during this hike that I have camped with so few people. Last night's spot was super crowded.
We joked that you can tell the difference between a SOBO and NOBO LT hiker based on their social skills. We met a gentleman today, for example, coming in the opposite direction literally talking to himself. He was a pleasant fellow.
We kept leap frogging a group of ladies who are slackpacking the LT in 70 mile sections each year. They travel from road to road and stay at a bed and breakfast each night. If only I had the money...
One of the ladies' husband was waiting at VT 58 with a car. They had told us that he had gone zip-lining today so I asked him how he enjoyed it. We took a break there and chatted with him. He has friends that just bought property in West Jefferson, NC. Small world. We dubbed him our first LT trail angel after offering cold water, triscuits, and veggie chips, which fueled me the 1.5 miles to the shelter.
Said goodbye to Angela today as she dropped our food and the ever important athletic tape off at VT 118 this morning. Also, said goodbye to Storm. Apparently, she had a mental meltdown yesterday once she reached the ford and decided to go home. Will the Divas ever finish a hike together?! Maybe we're cursed.
Nice weather the past two days. Thunder can be heard in the distance now so I retreated to the shelter. I'm sure nothing will happen weatherwise after making that move, but the battle with the mosquitoes has just begun!
Beautiful views on Belvidere and Haystack today. Steep descent down Haystack.
Walked a leisurely pace today in an attempt to satisfy my right shin and left knee. I even soaked them in a cool stream twice today for 15 mins!
My guide book reads 17.2 miles to Canada from here. Is that true?
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