For this weekend I covered the New York border up to the Bull’s Bridge. While not a lot of miles I added a few by doing a loop past the campsites up to the market for a root beer, and then back to the campsite. I did that again the second day, without the stop at the market. I met many nobo and sobo thru hikers, and a mom supporting her 15 year old thru hiker. I helped them with advice on town resources, itineraries, shelter and campsite options and conditions and had some fantastic conversations with them all about trail names and hiking in general.
I really enjoy this part of the job. There are a lot of great people out there on their journies and I love to hear their stories. One of my favorite moments of the weekend was saying “welcome to Connecticut” to a thru hiker just as he was entering our section and I was reaching the end of my shift at the New York border. He said thanks and then I heard him holler gleefully as he reached the Connecticut sign and I smiled as I walked in the opposite direction. I really felt like a trail ambassador and representative of this fine section in that moment.
Another great moment was going down to the river after setting up my camp to see our resident blue Heron we named Jim. He stood on a rock about 30 feet across the river near the opposite bank and posed there for about 30 minutes while I sketched him from the beach. I also came across a raspberry patch which gave me a boost of energy and morale.
The bugs were merciless and the humidity was pretty bad, but I always enjoy and embrace the suck because it is always so special to be out there. It heals me so. I will be headed down to North Carolina in a week to do 2-3 days of hiking there with Fielden Stream. Those glorious balds should bee just the therapy we need to deal with a bunch of difficult things we’re dealing with right now.
I brought my hammock out again after using it in my yard at home a few times and getting more comfortable in it. I also realized its more comfortable for me without a pad. So I will either need to get an underquilt or just use it in the dead middle of summer when its 70+ degrees at night. On this night it dropped to around 59 and being right near the river, it was colder, and I had an hour or so where it was a bit uncomfortable and I really bundled up but this is also because I brought my summer 55 degree bag not my 24 degree down bag. I will find the right combinations, as its really much gentler on my back! I tried the inflatable pillow and while I like it, it slid around a lot in the hammock, so when hammocking I might stick to my current clothing bag pillow technique. It’s easier to keep in place.
And I finally tried out my Dirty Girl Gaiters my daughter got me and loved them! So they will be a regular item going forward. I really got into the zone this time out. I just really wanted and needed to be out there very much this time. I joked with my wife when I returned and was in a bit of a transition fog that I had re-adapted to my wild origins like a runaway animal does when in the wild too long. If only I could stay out much longer. One day.
Miles day 1: 6.2
Miles day 2: 5.7