May 13th, 2009
Had the best trail magic last night. I got into a shelter after ten miles and over 3000 feet of climbing, was beat and upset because my group had pushed on another seven miles to a campsite. Then this guy showed up with no pack and wearing jeans, which made me suspicious. But then he asked if I wanted any pancakes, eggs, and sausage, and I said hell yes! I helped him bring the stove, skillet, and goodies from his car back to the shelter. I ate and ate and ate. It was wonderful! Some other guys showed up later to partake in the feast. There’s a reason why they’re called trail angels. After the cook left Doc and Snake-eyes showed up. I hadn’t seen Doc since Hot Springs and Snake-eyes since Springer! It was good to see them again, but they are really cruising now and I probably won’t see them again. A good night all and all, and the weather has been holding out.
I’m dreaming of an apartment with a French press and full refridgerator.
May 15th, 2009 at 1:40 pm
I have a french press and a full refrigerator!!!!!!!