Tuesday, September 12, 2006
More A.T.
Here are some entries from my trail journal...
Day 4: Wilson Valley Lean-to -- first night in shelter was comfy. We had a great shelter-mate who turned out to almost be a "County" boy (from Orono). This probably accounts for the easy conversation and overall level of comfort. Getting ready to hit the trail... my left jaw hurts so I can't eat jerky...our staple of the day. What the hell??? "Yee-haw
, more jerky for me" Betty E. said (she's just glad it's not summer sausage).
Day 5: We dispersed some "magic" to four boys who'd been on the trail since April and May. We got cans of Mountain Dew and they got grapes and 2 packages of life savors.
Day 5: The blister on my left heel is now the size of Rhode Island. Betty E. thinks its so deep she (or someone) could drink coffee out of it (yup...we know how gross that is).
Day 8: These redonkqulous (ridiculous) things:
* Advice we give all sobos about bears (after warning about bear bait): How do you avoid bears this time of year? Smear peanut butter all over your face while saying, "Here little bear, here little bear."
* Moxie Bald Lean to will now be known as the site where 20 students from Colby College "almost" went mysteriously missing (this would then be the last group orientation Colby College sent into the otherwise quiet wilderness).
* To all obnoxious thru-hikers: we hike a hundred miles today and the bleeping sleeping bag weight 2 ounces.
* Want some summer sausage?
* Laughing ass?
To Aaron, aka "Big Toe" - your are officially the coolest dude we met. When you build your first mountain bike, we've got some sweet singletrack and a room with your name on it! Hope you're doing well...
Day 4: Wilson Valley Lean-to -- first night in shelter was comfy. We had a great shelter-mate who turned out to almost be a "County" boy (from Orono). This probably accounts for the easy conversation and overall level of comfort. Getting ready to hit the trail... my left jaw hurts so I can't eat jerky...our staple of the day. What the hell??? "Yee-haw
, more jerky for me" Betty E. said (she's just glad it's not summer sausage).
Day 5: We dispersed some "magic" to four boys who'd been on the trail since April and May. We got cans of Mountain Dew and they got grapes and 2 packages of life savors.Day 5: The blister on my left heel is now the size of Rhode Island. Betty E. thinks its so deep she (or someone) could drink coffee out of it (yup...we know how gross that is).
Day 8: These redonkqulous (ridiculous) things:
* Advice we give all sobos about bears (after warning about bear bait): How do you avoid bears this time of year? Smear peanut butter all over your face while saying, "Here little bear, here little bear."
* Moxie Bald Lean to will now be known as the site where 20 students from Colby College "almost" went mysteriously missing (this would then be the last group orientation Colby College sent into the otherwise quiet wilderness).
* To all obnoxious thru-hikers: we hike a hundred miles today and the bleeping sleeping bag weight 2 ounces.
* Want some summer sausage?
* Laughing ass?
To Aaron, aka "Big Toe" - your are officially the coolest dude we met. When you build your first mountain bike, we've got some sweet singletrack and a room with your name on it! Hope you're doing well...
# posted by Betty @ 10:56 AM 
