Wednesday, May 30, 2012

It is Hot!

The average temperature during the day has been around 85 degrees. I have learned I do not deal with the heat well, It zaps the energy out of me. So I've made some changes to my hiking style. Mainly I take a longer lunch and hike later into the evening when it is cooler, sometimes.


This is a picture of my camp on a clear night. My hammock with my sleeping pad and bag in it, has replaced my tent. I also have a camouflage rainfly to go over me in case of rain, it is much more durable than the blue tarp. The red bag on the ground is my food bag. Hiking poles and my blue bandanna are seen on the right of the photo. Spare clothes, rain gear and first aid kit are in the pack. the pack is leaning on my boots. Green nalgene bottle is also shown. That's pretty much everything I own on the trail.
 Picture of me Wed May 30, 2012 at 11:30 in the morning. I've been on the trail for two full months and as you can see my beard is thick, and way too hot.

Picture of me Wed May 30, 2012 at 12:20 in the Public Library in Bland, VA. Since it's not even summer yet, I decided to shave the beard. There was no reason to stay miserable just to grow a long beard.  Plus the rain kept running from the brim of my rain coat, down the beard and inside the coat; making my rain jacket very ineffective.

Fun on the trail


Funny shirt worn by a former though hiker.

Current Thru-hiker

Ms. Janet, runs shuttles for hikers in the Erwin area. She took the more poetic path



Ponies in the Greyson Highlands

 Bueller petting on of the foals. 
There was a winery 1.6 miles off the trail. We hitched a ride there for a tasting and then walked back to the trail.
Who would I be without my wine? I hiked out some wine so we could celebrate 25% of the trail completed.
Partnership shelter outside of Marion, VA. Had a shower and was located 0.1 miles from the road. The shower was also not cold; not hot, but not cold either.

The Pepporoni Pizza in the picture was my dinner.


Since the shelter was only 0.1 miles from the road, the local pizza place delivered to the trailhead.

6 people
Total order:
(6) large pizzas
(3) 2 Liter bottles of Pepsi
some garlic knots

No Food Left Over.

Trail Days (part 4): Strange Nights

The official events at night were hiker movies and concerts in the park. Most of the hikers headed out to tent city to party.
In the woods outside tent city were many "camps" of hikers with names like riff-raff, Billville, and chick-fill-a. This gigantic tent was floating 7 feet above the ground. The joke is that the tent model is called "the mothership".
 A massive fire circle formed after a weeding held in camp riff-raff. The hiker that were married were former through hikers. The fire circle had bongos and people dancing around the fire.
 On night two the fire circle had some guests, one was a hiker who was a fire breather.
The other guests were two girls that are fire dancers. They performed in the field next to the fire circle.

Trail Days (part 3): The Hikers Parade

Part of the trail days festival is the hiker parade, The hikers all march through town, while the townpeople pelt us with waterballoons and garden hoses. A guess the concept is the bathe the hikers. It was fun on a hot day.
Water fight between a local hostel owner and a hiker with a waterbottle.
 The townspeople even lined the roofs of mainstreet.
 Supersoakers were fair game, I was not informed of this fact prior to the parade.
 Some hikers on the wrong side of things.
 We hadn't even hit mainstret yet and the soaking began.
 Hikers waiting for the parade to begin.
More hikers, still no order at all.

Trail Days (Part two)

The weekends activities continued. with my own personal reunions and some additions to my gear.

Pesky caught up with me here in town.
 I was able to find a hiking kilt, the last one in town and it was my size. I had looked for one before the trail, but couldn't find it. This one is made by MountainHardware and the model is called "El Kommando Kilt" The fates had spoken: "AtomBomb shall now where a hiking Kilt!!"
Free chili dinner in Tent city Parking Lot.
Free food = Long ine of hikers
 Me in my stylish new hat.
The local knitting circle spends the year crocheting hats to give to the hikers for free.
Their sales pitch was a guy standing on the sidewalksaying:  "Hey, hiker, go get yourself a hat."
Bueller hamming it up for the camera in his new hat.

Trail Days (Part 1)

Damascus, VA has an annual  festival called Trail days. This serves as reunion for many past Thru-hikers, A meeting point for many current thru-hikers who have stretched apart while hiking, and a service point were many hikers can get gear repairs direct from manufacturers and an all together fun time.
The local Baptist church welcomed us to town with cold gatorade. I was lucky enough to hike into to town the night before the festival, many others had to shuttle in from different points along the trail.
 Festival banner on main street.
 The trail goes through town and as a symbol of its importance to the trail the town park has a decommisioned shelter in it.












The athletic fields on the edge of town were dubbed tent city, where most of the hikers camped for the weekend. The blue plastic tarps was my tent for the weekend. I have sent my old tent home and had not bought a hammock tarps yet.
 Several hikers at the baptist church for free hotdogs chili and chips.

 Many hikers have dogs with them, apparently this is common since one house put this outside on there front lawn.


The Baptist church also brought in the county disaster relief vehicle, so hikers could shower thoughout the weekend. The irony did not escape me, cleaning hikers waranted a disaster in the county's mind.

The Life of a Thru-Hiker

There are three types of hiker out here on the trail: Day-hikers, Section-hikers (those hiking more than a weekend but not the whole trail), and Thru-hikers (those trying to hike the whole trail, myself included). A joke I hears at a hiker feed tells about these three types perfectly.

"There is a peanut M&M on the trail.
A day-hiker walking down the trail steps over it without noticing the M&M.
A section-hiker walks up to it, Stops, looks around, then picks it up and eats it, and then continues walking. A Thru-hiker smells the M&M from 20-yards away, comes running out of the woods with his pack still on, drops to the ground, eats the M&M, then starts digging in the dirt just in case there are some more M&M's that got buried."

This joke kind of says it all about hikers, intensity and humor, are all that separates the different types. Some of the pictures will help explain a little better.

At an all you can pizza restaurant (best idea ever!!!) they found a vending machine that sold temporary tattoos. Boy tattoos, snakes flames and daggers; and girls tattoos, Cupcakes unicorns and rainbows. These hikers bought the girly tattoos and gave themselves tramp stamps.
 In case you can't tell, that's a turtle shell. It was on the table in a mountaintop shelter. Most of us were to tired to get the joke at the time.
Some hiker outside of a motel after a hitch into town.
 We came upon a river one afternoon around lunch time. Lunch became a 2 hour event complete with river bathing.
 Some hikers and gear strecthed out in a motel room.
 Pesky and Duck soup outside of a walmart where we resupplied in Marion VA
Hiker Hygiene. Legs and Houdini cleaning their ears while we all do laundry.

Broken Promises

On May 12, 2012 word had spread around the trail about an annual tradition held at Overmountain shelter one week before the Trail Days festival in Damascus,VA. A party is put on every year on the saturday before the festival at this shelter, about 4-5 days of hiking to get to Damascus. This year that party did not occur, but the hikers still flocked to the shelter. We created our own entertainment in place of a kegger. Frisbee, fireside stories, and music made for a great night.

Side view of overmountain shelter
  The Shelter is a converted barn about .2 miles off the AT.
Front view of shelter with several hikers cooking dinner
 Seen in the picture on the right is the lower sleeping platforms which had 8 people sleeping in them. The "Hayloft" upstairs area also had about 25 people sleeping in it

Lower right sleeping area seen in picture above
 Dinnertime, food is far more important than smiling for photos.

Lower Left sleeping area with indoor fire ring
  A light drizzle had started so we movied the fire inside, under the overhang of the barn.

Part of our musical entourage

Several musicians were present for our makshift party, ChattyCathy on children's guitar, Bueller on accordian, RunningWater on a penny-flute, and myself trying not to destroy the music with my harmonica.
Several hammocks in the hayloft sleeping area


Several Hammocks were put up in the Hayloft sleeping area.