What a glorious morning. We both slept so good in our bunkhouse. No one was milling around. And the temperature and birds were perfectly behaved. At 8am, yes you read that right, I was ready to get a move-on. This is going to be hard to believe, but Sid was not. He had a chance to catch up on his Netflix Series “Stranger Things” and was quite content hanging out. My husband George, Sid’s grandpa and ride out of here, was making his way to Florida. We have four days to burn till he arrives. Hmmm, what to do? We decided to stay another day on trail at the same position, so basically a Zero on the trail. We haven’t done that yet so something new for Sid.

As the day progresses, I get antsy. Sid has come to the conclusion that I have a very difficult time at Zero’s. And I must admit, he is right! I feel like I need to be doing something but there really is nothing to do but REST. Haven’t I had enough rest at this point? Maybe, maybe not. We stay put and I read the National Geographic Book on 266 Places to Visit in the World. It’s surprising as many are on the East Coast. The Appalachian Trail passes through many of the top billing’s. The Shenandoah’s is one spot in particular and The Whites another, with it’s crazy weather. There were some that my husband and I have traveled to like Cinque Terre in Italy and Switzerland. What a relaxing way to spend the day, and I was doing something. Expanding my horizon to new adventures worldwide.

Around 5pm, we made our way back to the trail. We left our compound at HipCamp and walked a little over a half a mile down a gravel road, following Trout Creek. Once we arrived, there was another hiker named New Wave Dave. He was a section hiker in 2020 and realized 400 miles into his hike, there was a pandemic. He said the obvious issue was he couldn’t find toilet paper. I had to laugh as I had totally forgotten that, that was a thing! He ended his hike and now he is back figuring out where to go next.

As we finished dinner, Honeybun’s Mom showed up and was picking up a few hikers. These shuttle drivers go long lengths to accommodate weary hikers. We talked a bit as the three hikers were slow to arrive. She left and I went back to dinner.

Another car pulled up, very busy little campsite and Sid recognized them from the Grocery Store yesterday. Small town USA. It was Jason and Derek, local guys from down the road. They do a lot of Trail Magic around here and had drinks to share. Sid had a coke and I had a Laguintas. We sat around and talked about needs of the hikers. It appears that Jason has property down the road and wants to start a business selling Brats, Bread & Beer. He served 20 years in the Military and most of his time was in Germany. Jason loved the Villages abroad and thinks that he can provide a feeling of that right here on the AT.

By Hiker Midnight, I was ready for bed. Both Sid and I retired and planned our day for tomorrow. An early wake-up and a climb to Dragons Tooth. Sounds like another picture perfect day. The weather has been so nice lately. Hopefully it will continue until Sid returns to his life of Riley! Indoors, climate controlled and no hiking! We’ll see. Only the good Lord knows for sure.

Call me crazy but I’ve moved back to my teens. My alarm went off at 5:30 and I rolled over and didn’t wake up till 6am! Who am I? Sid was still asleep in the Shelter as the rest of us hikers were drinking coffee and planning the day. The news guys, Paper-Clip, Popeye, Matt & the Girl were talking about their next three days of hiking. Popeye turned to me and asked what are your plans? I laughed and said we’d go as far as we could until it was no more fun. And that’s how we roll. No real plan in place.

I left a little after 8am as Sid was still packing up and was in no big rush. The morning was an easy downhill, until the uphill started. For me, I love uphills in the morning especially when you start with a mile or so of flat or downhill. That’s what today was. Perfectly positioned climb. Now Sid, on the other hand, likes everything but climbs.

I took off with the Clan of Four and we hiked together most of the morning. Once I made the summit, I stopped and waited for King Sid. I started to get reports on his whereabouts as there was a group from Peru/Canadians who were bagging peaks for the next few days. I was so excited to talk with them as my most favorite backpacking partner of all times, Salamander Sally just returned from Peru. They had been talking and walking with Sid as they made their first summit of the day. Sid was slowly plodding his way to the top but not before he took his much required break.

Once on the bench, Sid and I headed to Audie Murphy’s Monument on Brushy Mountain. Audie Murphy became the most decorated U.S. soldier in World War II. Though he was around 20 years old at the end of the war, he had killed 240 German soldiers, had been wounded three times and had earned 33 awards and medals. After the war, he appeared in more than 40 films. He suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder throughout his life and died in a plane crash near these mountains. There is a film, “To Hell & Back” where Audie plays himself. What an amazing tribute to a National Hero! One of the many reasons I love this trail.

Sid and I had lunch on the benches and in Sid fashion, he reclined. The Peruvian’s stopped by and we all hiked to the lookout. It had a stunning view of the mountains to the south.

After lunch, Sid and I moseyed along the dedicated Ridgeline. It was a razorback ridge that was thin and rocky, and clearly defined one side of the mountain from the other. There was no true distinction between West Virginia and Virginia. Sid was in the lead and before long, he vanished. I passed the Peruvian’s and before long, I found Sid lounging in a tree like a cat! It made me laugh and just about everyone who passed us, had a comment. We chill axed for a bit of time and I started planning our next few miles.

Hey Lounge Lizard Sid, I think I found us a place to stay tonight! Sid wants to know if it involves food and drinks? I’m thinking that’s a good possibility. Ends up that at the bottom of the canyon where Trout Creek flows, is a dirt road, VA 620. Follow the road to the east for a half-mile. there is s cabin we can stay at tonight. I contact Doug and he tells me it’s available. Perfect. Better yet, he’ll give us a ride into town to get resupplies. Even more stars! We are locked and loaded and running down the trail. Before we know it, we have arrived at HipCamp. No lock box required. The door is open.

Doug arrives and he promptly gives us a quick tour of his property. It is a bunkhouse with an outhouse, on-demand shower and laundry. Everything a thru-hiker could desire. He cleans out his truck and gives us a ride to town. Okay, so it’s not really a town you may be envisioning. It is a convenient store and gas pump. But they have everything that Sid and I require. Chips, Sodas, Beer, Burgers and Fries! As we are waiting for our food to be prepared, we see all our hiker friends. We talk for a bit, catch up and find out that they are all staying at the hostel down the road.

We loaded up and Doug gave us a tour of the countryside. It’s rural farmland, nice homes and more deer than I can count! There were ranches that backed up to forestlands and mountains in the backdrop. Everything is green as far as the eye can see. This is so different than California which is turning brown, if not brown, by now. I wonder if the East Coast ever gets brown?

We eventually made it back to HipCamp Bunkhouse and collapsed in the lap of luxury. We had running water, laundry and a shower. Oh my, and a refrigerator! What a beautiful place we have landed in. Sid and I both took showers and before long, we were fast relaxing in a toasty, fairly clean, bug-free environment. This is living!

I have had a wonderful couple of weeks with Longe Lizard, aka Sid and also known as Frog-Nabber. I can’t wait to see what the next couple of days will bring. We still have Dragons Tooth and McAfee Knob approaching. But the days are starting to come to an end and I am so thankful for the time we have had together. What a crazy kid he is, and what a great sense of humor he has! He makes me laugh all day long and I still wonder, how did I become so blessed to have this child join me? If you ask Sid, this has been some undue punishment! But I believe that in the back of his mind, deep down in his soul, this has been a memory that will live on for years to come! Where else can you go and have so many replies, amphibians and mammals to hang with? And hike a little 🤣

What a great day and an unexpected note to end on. Thank you Jesus for this little Utopia that we found along the way. You are always looking over us and paving the way ahead. So where are we gonna go tomorrow? Only the Lord knows for sure. And that’s fine with me.

“Lord, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago.”
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭25:1‬ ‭NIV‬‬

I woke up this morning to a text from Sid. “Grandma, there’s Bear next to my tent. Is he going to eat my food?” Oh my! That got my attention. Now, why didn’t he scream or yell or anything besides send me a text at midnight while my phone is on silent. The bear must not be hungry enough for Top Ramen or Hot Chocolate so all was saved. And Sid was unharmed, but he didn’t get much sleep after that. I, on the other hand, slept like a baby.

I was up and ready to go at 6am but Sid was not budging. I sat around until close to 9am before I could get Sid moving. This is not going to be the day we were getting any extra miles. I’ve resigned myself to the fact that this last week hiking with Sid is going to be low key, low pressure and low miles. It is what it is. I’ll play catch-up once George arrives.

We packed up camp and hit the trail after 9am. The terrain was interesting as we had private property that we hiked through. Once leaving our campsite, the first bit of business was finding water. There was a creek within a mile or so, and we filled up. I had to go pee and found a secluded place to take a squat. All was good until I went to get up, and the biggest rat snake slithered passed me. That just about knocked me over. I told Sid and being the snake expert, he immediately had to inspect my find. The snake was safe as Sid could not locate him. No worries since we would be encountering more of that creature later today.

Once I had my shorts up and my skirt in its proper place, we were back on trail. We saw an old abandoned cabin and then climbed a bit. There was, the most majestic Keffer Oak, the largest oak tree along the AT in the south. The tree is estimated to be about 300 years old and it appears to be quite happy, right where it is.

Afterwards we cut across pasturelands that just harvested hay. It was recently cut and wrapped in large circular bins. You could smell it! I’ve never been up close and personal with this product. It was much larger than it looks when you’re driving down the interstate. Sid took his try at rolling the haystacks, but they wouldn’t budge.

After our first climb, Sid found a rock to rest upon. It was a huge rock outcropping that looked over the valley below. It was also covered with blackberries which were just getting ripe. After eating a handful of berries, Sid retired for a nap. As I said earlier, today was going to be a low mileage day.

We carried on for a bit more and stopped to have a hot lunch of Top Ramen and yes you guessed it, another nap. I relaxed for a bit but was antsy to get moving. I told Sid I’d keep moving and he could catchup later. I headed out and after 1/2 hour, I saw a couple of nobo hikers. I asked if they had seen Sid and they told me he was still sleeping. I decided to make good use of my waiting time and found cell service and called Dad. It’s Fathers Day so I was thrilled to get a few bars. Dad just had his second surgery of the year. He was also napping but we were able to talk for a few minutes. I was so happy to hear his voice, even so briefly.

Sid arrived about an hour later as we made a plan of attack. We’d hike to the next Shelter which had water and stay the night. It was only six miles and by 1pm we had managed four miles. The last miles were easy as we hiked along a slab of overlooks which made the views worthwhile. We crossed the Continental Divide which marked the flow of waters from the west to the east. Then a downhill slide into our home for the night.

Once at the Shelter, I attempted to find a relatively flat space and Sid set himself up in the shelter. Dinner was Alfredo with Bacon Bits and Hot Chocolate. We hung out with some new hikers I’d never seen before. Because of our lack of miles, we have others that are catching up. I will know the entire Class of 2022 before long!

Hiking is a dance. Sometimes you have a strong partner and other times you are the teacher. This past couple of weeks, I’ve been working with my new partner and trying to figure out a compromise. It’s slow and steady that wins the race, and I’ll get the Golden Globe for this exercise in patience and steadfastnesses. Our goal is to make it to Daleville by the end of the week. That’ll take us over Dragons Tooth and McAfee Knob, two iconic spots on the Appalachian. And that’ll be just fine!

“In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus:”
‭‭Philippians‬ ‭2:5‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Today for all intentions was a Zero Day! You all know how I love a day off. For the past ten days, I’ve been hiking or slackpacking and honestly my feet needed a day off, more than me. I laid in my tent till close to 9am. I know, crazy but it felt wonderful. Sid has commandeered a cot and took over the horse stall. At 11am, Honeybun took us to town to buy some food and plan out our day. I had talked with some hikers yesterday on the Ridgeline about our shuttle driver and the accommodations. Well they bit and as we were inside Walmart, Pink Panther and Moxie called asking for a ride. Sid and I returned from our shopping and Honeybun headed to the trail to pick up the hikers. Mulligan decided to tag along.

Honeybun took us all back to the Ranch and showed the new recruits around. Sid had busted his cell phone screen and needed to get it replaced. So our next bit of business was finding a repair shop. Ends up that on the east coast, time does not equate to money. No one wants to work weekends, or they are on extended vacation or they’re closed. But finally, several phone calls later, we find this guy in Blacksburg. After talking with him for a bit, he sounds legitimate and we drive a half an hour to his repair shop. I open the door and there’s two guys sitting in what appears to be a dormitory studio apartment. Hmm, Sid is a bit taken back and I start talking. He has several phones he’s repairing, lots of screens that are in new boxes and he’s fixing a phone while we are there. He obviously knows what he’s doing and with the University across the street, he has a lot of clientele. In fact a kid walks in and he hands him his phone back, screen replaced, as good as new. The kid thanks him and says he’ll see him again. The repair man tells me it’s the fifth time he’s fixed his phone for $100 a pop! I think I’d rather spend the money on a good case to keep the phone protected?!?! He’s a great customer. Within five minutes, he has heated the seal on Sid’s phone, pops it open, removes the teeny tiny screws, and replaces the screen. What a business! Sid pays him with all the money he has and we are off.

Meantime back at the ranch, our friends have taken showers, hand-washed their clothes-being the power is still out and waiting for Honeybun to return. HB operates quite the shuttle business. He provided twelve shuttle rides yesterday and is on number seven today. He never seems to have a day off. HB returns and we all decide to head back to the trail. The shuttle is the same price whether there are two or ten. So having five hikers to split the ride, makes it much cheaper for Sid and I.

Pink Panther, Moxie and Mulligan stop at Walmart and we all head over to Wendy’s. This is getting to be a habit. Mulligan asks the gal at the counter, what has the most amount of calories? That’s what she wants! It’s so funny as I try to be somewhat healthy when I order but as a thru-hiker, it’s about the most nutrient dense, calorie laden food you can consume. Sid and I order Strawberry Shakes and Sid gets a Burger and Fries with it. I’m good with a shake.

All five of us head back to the trail and as we pull up, Just Vince is standing on the side of the road. After talking with HB, Vince gets a ride to town. Another shuttle service provided. Another few dollars earned! We bid farewell to Honeybun as Sid and I head up the trail to the first campsite we could find. Within a few minutes, we arrived. Nice flat site with firewood and trees to climb. Sid was as happy as he could be for being back on trail. I’m glad to be back as the weather, for now, is lovely and I too, am in my happy place.

Happy Father’s Day to all the Dad’s out there. To my husband George for being a role model to our children and grandchildren. He loves the Lord and through that love, he has been an incredible father and mentor to our family.

To my Dad, Jerry. This has been a tough year. You have showed incredible faithfulness in all that you have endured. I am so grateful for who you are! One of the strongest men I know, the one who has loved me like your own daughter and the man who loved my mother so well! You are my inspiration to keep going when things get tough out here Dad. If you can push through all that you have this year, then I can make it to Katahdin. I love you Dad and know you are the best earthly father a girl could ever desire. Happy Father’s Day!

“As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭103:13‬ ‭NIV‬‬

I did it! I broke 20 miles for the first time on the AT today! And what a day it was. I left early with Shuttle Driver Honeybun at 6:30am. We picked up another hiker and headed north. Sid stayed back at the Farm and drove the riding lawnmower. He mowed about an acre or two of grass and when Honeybuns’ parents came home, they wondered who was on their mower? Sid introduced himself and luckily no one got hurt or arrested.

Honeybun dropped me off first and I hit the trail running. It was suppose to be another scorcher of a day so I wore my typical skirt and tank top. The morning was so nice. After last nights electrical storm and rain, the grasses, shrubs and trees were glistening. My trail runners were damp in a few minutes but I was happy as a lark!

I started running into my bubble of hikers. On my Knees, Pink Panther and Mulligan were all hiking nobo from the Shelter. They talked about the intense lightening show and downpour of rain they experienced last night. Virginia has had its fair share of wild weather since I arrived.

Today was all about climbing and crazy descents! There were two huge plateaus I went up and over. The first climb was fairly steep but I had fresh legs and no backpack. I stopped along the way to pick wild blueberries. I’ve seen so many berries during the last months of hiking but today was the first day I found ripened berries. The season has begun. Watch out Mr. Black Bear. I’ll be snacking from here to Maine.

There was such a variety of topography today starting with pastoral lands to forests to rock outcroppings to nasty uneven descents. As I was on my way down, one of my trekking poles snapped in half! I hike with Black Diamond Carbon Fiber Poles so they are ultralight and take much abuse from me. My husband always says I should be a tester for hiking equipment because if it can break, I’ll be that person who will use it to its limits! I am hard on my stuff. It certainly does not sit in the garage collecting dust. I found a stick and continued on. One trekking pole and one slimy crooked stick.

As luck would have it, I found my namesake on the trail. Kelly’s Knob. After passing a woody section of the AT, there was a 100 yard side trail that led to some imposing cliffs. The cliffs have great views to the south, but to get to the best of the views you need to literally jump across some scary crevasses. I don’t jump across anything, let alone a deep abyss that would definitely end poorly for this hiker. It would’ve been a 6-7 foot leap of faith and I was quite content standing right where I was.

Once back on the trail, I headed to the valley below where the temperatures soared. I stopped at John’s Creek and had lunch. Way back when I had mentioned the Walking Wounded. They were a group of five who I met after Silva Bald. Well, two of the five are still on the trail. They were slackpacking also, trying to catch up on some miles before heading north. They both looked great, lots of ton of weight and their injuries have healed. This trail is an amazing weight loss program. Most of the people I’ve met from the beginning have dropped anywhere from 15-45 pounds in 2-3 months. Just hiking the pounds away! I haven’t weighed myself but I’m sure I’ve dropped at least ten pounds and I’m eating constantly.

After my lunch stop, I climbed up my second plateau. It was another 2000’ upward forward motion through Mountain Laurel, Scrubby Brush and muck. I could see the weather was changing with dark clouds forming and the winds were picking up in intensity. By the time I was on top of the Ridgeline, rolling thunder had begun and the rain started pelting me. I definitely wasn’t hot anymore. The only thing that kept me from getting cold was moving! I picked up my pace and without success, attempted to run between the raindrops. I was soaking wet from head to toe. The wind was so strong that trees were snapping and falling on the trail. It was not my favorite day of hiking. There was a few moments when the trail was so littered with branches, tree limbs, overgrown bushes that I thought I was on the wrong trail?!?! But I was smack dab on the AT. All afternoon the rain and wind never stopped. I made it to my exit point at 6:30pm and was never so happy to get in a car and dry out! What a day I had!

As I was heading down the mountain, I was grateful that Sid was not with me. This would’ve done him in and I still plan to get him back on the trail for a few more days. Back at the Farm, they had crazy rain and wind and the power went out. Honeybun’s parents told me this was pretty typical when living in the country. The power should be back on in a day or two, hopefully. They have a portion of their ranch on Solar and it will keep their freezer going as they still have half a cow from last year. I was glad to be back, showered, and warm and dry. Sid and I had dinner, courtesy of Wendy’s Fine Fast Food. We ate Baked Potatoes, Chili and Chicken Nuggets. Not my best meal on the trail but it was palatable.

As I was walking with God today, he sure had my undivided attention. It was a bit unnerving in the afternoon. Once the rain started, I didn’t see anyone else hiking. Well, of course not. They were all hunkered down in a shelter or in their tent. This is a big problem with slackpacking as you don’t have all your gear. I had a rain jacket, my visor and a bandana. No tent or tarp and no way to really stay warm. But you know what? My Lord kept me safe. He provided me with sure feet, quick steps and a clear mind. I traveled down that obstacle course of a trail, climbed over fallen trees, and slippery rocks and never missed a step. If you have ever hiked with me, that’s a miracle! It was incredible that I managed to get off that trail unscathed. Nothing short of God’s strength and protection over me. What a beautiful day it was after all.

“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”
‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭41:10‬ ‭NIV‬‬

What a sweaty night! I slept in the shelter as there was predictions of precipitation for the early morning hours. But as usual, the practice weather reporters were wrong, and for no good reason I subjected myself to snoring. Honestly it wouldn’t had matter where I slept, in my tent or in the shelter, as the air was still and it was miserable night of sleep, with or without snores.

Sid and I discussed the departure time of 6am. With these temperatures, my only way to get in the miles is either early morning hiking or late afternoon walks. Early morning won out. Sid was up at 5:30am as I was packing up my gear and making a version of Cold Brew without ice. Sid suggested that he stayed behind and would catch up with me. That sounded like a fine plan, at the moment, as I proceeded to leave shortly after six.

The rest of the Shelter peeps left fairly earlier too. There was one last water source about a mile from the shelter. We all stopped there, cameled up, meaning drinking as much water as possible and storing it in your body like a camel. It does help, especially when you are many miles from the next reliable water outlet. I drank a liter at the watering hole, carried 2-1/2 liters and continued on. I actually had one extra liter I purified and left with a note, For Sid, Love Noni. One thing about thru-hikers, they respect others equipment, provisions and trail magic. Sid retrieved his water a couple of hours later, sitting right where I left it, atop a log.

It was another scorcher but God’s grace was with us today. There was a bit of a breeze that kept the temperature down, ever so slightly. Sid and I were in communication and once he left the Shelter, I had close to four miles on him. Our plan was to meet at the top of the crest, take a break and eat lunch.

This was a great way to allow me to get in the miles early, and give the teenager a bit more sleep. I arrived at our lunch destination and waited. One of the hikers from the Shelter, Just Vince (his name is Vince) stopped by and had lunch with me. He hiked the AT back in 1974-75 and was reliving the trail some 50 years later. He’s close to 70 now and admits that it’s a different trail and much harder than he remembered. I betcha it is! Sid arrived a bit later and was pooped. He pulled out his pad and laid down for half an hour, without eating. One thing is for sure, the hotter it is, the less you have an appetite. But he was drinking plenty of electrolytes and three liters of water!

I decided to finish off our hike at Peters Mountain Trailhead (TH) where we could get a ride into town and regroup. There are many Shuttle Drivers and Honeybun answered first. Yes, I can take you wherever you want to go. I like his Can-Do attitude and he met us at the TH at 4:30pm. We talked for a bit and decided to head back to his Hostel, bare bones, and stay the night. We stopped along the way, picked up Pizza and Drinks and we went back to his Grandparents Ranch, which he inherited. Sounds familiar. Many of these hostels and farms are passed down in the family.

Sid will stay here tomorrow, work for stay, which includes mowing the lawn and picking up manure. I’ll head back to the trail and do what I do best, hike! Slackpacking is the only way to go when it’s this hot and there’s big climbs ahead.

Honeybun, his Trail-name from 2019 hike of the AT, is a worker. Honeybuns are a dessert roll that many hikers eat as it provides over 450 calories in one serving. They are a large donut-like substance that’s caked with 48 grams of sugary frosting. Honeybun is a slim marathon runner and evidently needed the extra calories. However, his favorite meal is Cow. He is raising four heifers all with names. T-Bone, Sirloin, Rump Roast and Fall Feast. He’s a character and Sid seems to like him. While I have my tent pitched in the field, Sid is sleeping in the barn. All is good in our world and I think Sid and I have found a good partnership. I hike and he works at the Hostels. It’s not the way I had planned this summer trek of the AT, but it allows us both to get what we want, and we’re both happy campers.

Great morning. I woke up so refreshed and resting to go. We had another incredible breakfast at Woods Hole Hostel. It was bittersweet leaving this restful and peaceful place but the trail was calling. Most of the hikers that I’ve been around were also leaving. Neville, our Host, was the icing on the cake. She truly is a gift from God and an incredible light on the trail. I will always have a special place in my heart for this woman!

Our Shuttle Driver Don arrived early and we were off to Pearisburg, the same place I slackpacked from yesterday. All miles accounted for. Don gave us a road map for todays hike. Super hot and humid, ask all sobo hikers about water sources and plan to carry. We exited and the first mile was fairly flat, besides the concrete stairs that went underneath the roadway. We had a bit of a road walk and then back to the green tunnel.

Don’s assessment of the trail was correct. It was the hottest day on trail to date. Close to 90 with humidity that I am unable to calculate. But what I can tell you is I could not keep the sweat out of my eyes, even with my bandana on my forehead. It was miserable to say the least. I had a much harder time than Sid. He was a bit ahead of me and stopped to rest upon a tree, literally!

I walked around the tree, that Sid was lying on and sat on the low lying branch. We stayed there for sometime trying to figure out what we were going to do. With our later start, we were smack dab in the furnace. We decided to get water, head to the Rice Field Shelter and decide what to do.

We made it to the “reliable spring” but it was trickling. I said out loud, this is our water source? Pink Panther overheard me and she yelled to to keep coming another 100 feet up trail. Thank goodness she was there. There the spring was behind a huge Boulder with a pipe extending and flowing wonderfully icy cold water. Thank you Lord for placing Springs where they are so desperately needed.

Sid and I filled up every bottle and platypus container that we had. I carried my 1-1/2 liters and Sid carried a gallon of precious water. He put his poles away, put one platypus in his mesh pocket and carried the other two in his free hands, along with 2-one liter bottles. Bless his heart as my pack was loaded with a five day supply of food. 

We made it to the shelter and there were three others there at 2pm. No one was moving! It was evident that I wasn’t the only one effected by the temperature. Sid and I decided this was going to be home for the evening and we would wake up early in the morning and head out at daybreak.

This was a wake-up call for me regarding weather issues and cooling options. I’m thinking I’ll have to be more diligent about getting up and moving much earlier in the morning. Blue and I had this squared away. But Sid understandably, is not onboard with early wake-up’s and hitting the trail at the crack of dawn. Honestly, he has a short time on the trail and I am trying to make this as enjoyable as possible. However, I still need to get some miles done, and that’s not really up to Sid! I can always make them up once he is on his way home with Grandpa. Then I will kick this hike into high gear.

For now, I’ve got to figure out how does one sleep when it’s this hot & humid, and there’s no rain, no wind and no chance of cooler temperatures in the near or distant future? I haven’t pulled out my sleeping bag or long Johns or anything that I’ve used of past. I thank the Lord for wet wipes to clean my sticky filthy body off, and hope that does the trick till early morning.

Today was the hardest day for me on trail to date. I trust that my sweet Jesus will give me much needed guidance and assurance along the way. Waking up early to see the sunrise is always an added bonus. Getting in as many miles as possible before noon will be a huge benefit to keeping up miles with smiles! And leaning on the Lord for the rest, is what I do best.

“If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.”
‭‭James‬ ‭1:5-6‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Oh my goodness! We had a severe weather event last night. As I laid in our Safari Tent, the lightning was never-ending. And then the thunder accompanied it with winds up to 50mph. I have never thought a canvas tent could fly off its platform but last night, I thought we were going to take off and hopefully land in Maine! All I can say is thank goodness, we were not in our tiny single walled tents as we would have been blown off the mountain! And then came the rain. It was the perfect storm, that had potential to knock our socks off!

I woke up to rain. It was on and off, but needless to say, Sid wasn’t feeling the love. Can we just stay here for another day? I could stay here for the rest of the summer but that’s not an option. I talked with Neville and she said our Safari Tent was available for another night and Sid could do a “work for stay” This allows me to slackpack and get some miles in while Sid stays behind and helps at the Hostel. Win-Win for all. Even Sid is relieved as anything around here is better than hiking the trail. I get a ride into town and hike sobo around 11am.

I really like slackpacking and hiking sobo being I see many hikers I’ve missed. The first 2500’ are… you guessed it, straight uphill. The saving grace is it’s in a quasi rainforest and is cool, wet and lush. I see a few of the hikers who didn’t stop at Woods Hole Hostel. We talk, exchange trail stories and continue our different directions. The early trail was smooth, just steep as it climbed 2500’ in as little as four miles, so pretty darn vertical. Thank goodness I was only carrying my daypack!

Once on top, I was on top of a grassy ridgeline that had a few cliff overhangs. The view of the pastureland below and old farm houses was fairytale like. My friend Linda loves these type of views, precariously perched over a deep abyss. I thought of her as I cautiously crawled over to get a photo. My stomach gets all queasy and I had to snap the picture quickly! I’m not sure why this is such a deal breaker for me but even as a kid, I never liked heights of any kind. In Gymnastics, the Balance Beam was the worse. I could do my routine all day on the painted line but put me four feet in the air, game over!

Back to the trail. I’m hiking all by myself. I meet a couple of new faces. There are three Amish Boys, dressed in Docker Pants, Buttoned-up Blue Collared Shirts with Suspenders and Straw Hats. They are fairly shy, and scared by Meat-bees, but so am I. They are hiking for a few days and they must all shop at the same place because their gear is identical just as their clothing. I was sweating out there with the heat and the humidity and these boys must’ve been also. We talk briefly and they headed nobo as I go sobo.

As I’m finishing up the day, I meet a new hiker named Backtracker. That’s an interesting name and he tells me he’s a purist. He hikes every single portion of the trail but he jumps around a bit. So he always needs to backtrack. He’s trying to get to Daleville by Sunday, which is a lofty goal. Now that he’s a New Christian, he wants to be in town on Sundays so he can attend church. I love this plan. He is quite taken back by how God keeps putting people in his path that are Christians and they help him with finding church services. I smile as I know nothing is impossible for our Lord and it’s all by design. We had a great conversation about the trials and tribulations of the trail, the hardships that we endure and how we are being refined into someone glorious that our sweet Jesus can use for his glory. We talked for a bit and continue on in different directions. I sure hope to run into Backtracker again. It always blesses me when I see God’s hand in these Devine appointments. Thank you for introducing me to another Brother in Christ.

I finally make it back to Woods Hole and find Sid looking for frogs. I’m thinking his trail name should be Frognapper as he is always relocating reptiles and amphibians from one pool to another! He saw a gardener snake eat a mouse today. I think we both would be quite content staying here at Woods Hole. All I could think about was taking a shower and getting ready for dinner. Before long, Neville rang the dinner bell and about 12-14 hungry hikers feasted on Pasta Marinara from fresh tomatoes the Amish provided, homemade bread, Black-eyed Peas, Fresh Salad with Croutons and every type of dressing you can conjure up.

After dinner, Sid helped with cleaning up, scraping dishes and storing all the unused Marinara Sauce. Sid is earning his keep. I helped with cleaning dishes and the kitchen counters. It’s nice to be part of this community and I really enjoy helping Neville. She is one compassionate person, has such joy in her heart and does everything with a smile!

Today’s hike was lovely with some challenging terrain, rainforests, cliffhangers, lots of wild flowers and tall grasses that lined the pathway. All these extra special blessings are what makes this trail so unique. The other hikers are definitely a big part of the draw which keeps us on trail. I look forward to reading log entries at Shelters, catching up with hikers from the past and meeting new ones. I’ll be looking forward to the next few days with Frognabber. Grandpa is on his way so his time on the trail is getting shorter. Praying for good weather and flat miles. That’s a big request but my God is bigger!

“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”
‭‭Philippians‬ ‭4:8‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Last night was magical. Sid is onboard with entertaining. He must’ve learned something from hanging with Grandpa for the past two months. One of the hikers he met yesterday, Blue Sky, he’s a native of Montana was walking around aimlessly. He was cold as his shorts were wet and was in need of warmth. Sid started a fire, allowed on the AT, in our designated campsite fire ring. Then went looking for Blue Sky. He couldn’t find him but before long we had several other hikers looking for an active fireside chat room. Hot Dish, SeaLegs & Night Owl, and Shine joined the warming station.

We all ate dinner as Sid kept the fire stoked. He has a way of making others feel welcome. Shine, the youngest of the group, maybe 20’s started his hike May 8th. He’s fast. Sid liked talking with him and as Hiker Midnight came upon us, he told Shine he’d see him tomorrow. Shine laughed and said probably not. He does 20-25 miles daily and will be far ahead. But if you want to hike with me, be ready at 6am and we can hike together. Sid said great!

Morning came and before my alarm went off at 5:30am, Sid was up and packing. Then after getting all his gear in his pack, he started a fire to stay warm till Shine showed up. Promptly Shine arrived and the boys were off.

I meandered until 7am and never saw them. The trail was pretty nice today, just one little climb and mostly ridge walking. I stopped a few times for breaks, saw two big gardener snakes, and a deer with her fawn. Tons of birds flew overhead greeting me along the way and around 1:30pm I received a text from Sid. Where are you? I’m at the Hostel. Evidently Sid had already hiked the days miles, took the turnoff and had arrived at Woods Hole Hostel. I was quite impressed as he did 15 miles in less than 6 hours!

By the time I made it to the Hostel, Sid already had us checked in and he was relaxing on the porch with Pirate, Stormy, Tippy-Toes and Unicorn. For someone who doesn’t like backpacking, he sure is adjusting well! Once I settled, Sid took my backpack to our Safari Tent.

Woods Hole is the oldest Hostel on the AT and billed as the one you must visit. The granddaughter Neville has carried on the tradition that her grandparents Roy & Tillie Wood started in 1986. As a kid, she spent her summers helping the hikers who wandered by and fell in love with the 1880’s Chestnut Log Cabin. What is there not to admire? This place has charm that you cannot buy. It is a working farm with goats and pigs, an organic garden that supply’s all the fresh produce that the meals are prepared from and so much more. Once you arrive you are offered a Smoothis, and Fresh Bread with three different choices of cheese, along with hand whipped butter and apple-butter. This place is going to be hard to leave. Everyday at 4pm, there is yoga on the lawn, a blessing before the meal and the freshest dinner on the trail. It is such a peaceful place and one I will never forget!

I am so thankful for the turn of events. Lord, you saw what I didn’t. You have opened my eyes to this time with my grandson that will be a lifetime memory for the both of us. I have seen Sid take on something that he truly did not sign up for. When we all stood around this afternoon and introduced ourselves and gave thanks for something, Sid was thankful for the animals he has seen. He has captured snakes, frogs, crawdads and salamanders. He is fascinated with the critters around here and I’m sure when Grandpa arrives, he will be fishing for trout. Dinner will never taste so good. It’s been a treat watching him interact with the other hikers and being his own person. My Sidekick is pretty darn special!

Thank you Jesus for this incredible child of God who knows you, loves you and has this passion for people and animals. I admire the fact that a teenage boy can be so at home in a place that is so far away from where he came. What a gift it is to watch him grow!

“To the end that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever.”
‭‭Psalms‬ ‭30:12‬ ‭NIV‬‬

What a breakfast! Weary Feet Hostess had a pile of food for us hikers. After a restful night in my tent, I was up eating scrambled eggs, sausage patty’s (my most favorite) and a stack of fluffy pancakes! it was hard not to finish it all. Sid had a double portion and he was thinking Food Coma and how many miles are we hiking today? After our big push yesterday, I had planned a Nero on the Trail. Little miles and lots of rest & relaxation.

Dismal Falls is our destination today. Maybe 2-1/2 miles with a slight climb but so worth it. We did a little road walk to get back on trail then climbed the some 20 steps to get back on trail. Back to the Green Tunnel. Sid is not impressed with the tunnel. He says it all looks the same. Well, to a point he is right. I appreciate the tunnel as it provides shade and some amount of comfort. It has tall trees, big trees, trees of many shapes, sizes and variety. But in the end, it really is applicable when hikers refer to it as, well, the Green Tunnel!

We arrived at Dismal Falls shortly after 11am. Sid already scoped out a campsite along the way. There were a few people here but most are leaving now. Maybe as the day warms up, more will arrive. But as of present time, it belongs to Sid and I. It’s a large limestone rock slabs with waterfalls cascading into a 5-6’ deep swimming hole. It’s quite nice and I imagine many of the locals come out here.

In Sid fashion, there were snakes to find. First was a harmless water snake, possibly a gardener snake. It was fairly small and had no rattles. Sid walked up Dismal Creek and by the time he made it back, Cough Drop and Dragonfly found a Copperhead. Now that’s trouble. I did not get close enough to take photos but one of the other hikers showed Sid and I a video of it. Cooper snakes are venomous and something not to be messed with. It evidently slithered away back to the dark hole that it came from!

As it warmed up, many locals had showed up. Families with kids, adults with beer and everything in between. I guess Sid attempted to get a ride out of here as he is in dire need of Taki’s! The Mom came over and offered to drive us into town as it is on their way home. Oh my word Sid! No, thank you and they probably don’t sell Taki’s in Virginia anyhow. The older daughter grimaced and said she had the Blue Taki’s yesterday. We stayed at Dismal Falls and did not take a ride anywhere.

By afternoon the sun was shining and Sid and I jumped into the swimming hole. There was another hiker who showed up, Butt Flap and he started the parade of hikers dipping in the pool. It was so refreshing after sitting on the shoreline for sometime. Butt Flap had minnows nibbling at his feet giving him a much needed pedicure. I looked down and found a Crawdad munching on my foot. Oh my goodness, I must have more debris to be defunct and they called in the big guns. We rock climbed to get out of the pool as there was no other option to vacate the pool.

So another day in the books. It was a super relaxing day with little miles and not much to do. Those are needed from time to time. This is Sid’s fifth day on trail and he’s covered some miles. I am getting used to my new Sidekick, as I call him. He’s relaxing in his tent and will most likely stay there the rest of the afternoon. Dinner is Red Chili and Beans with Summer Sausage. He told me he’d rather have Top Ramen every night. Wow, he just might be a thru-hiker in disguise!

““Six days do your work, but on the seventh day do not work, so that your ox and your donkey may rest, and so that the slave born in your household and the foreigner living among you may be refreshed.”
‭‭Exodus‬ ‭23:12‬ ‭NIV‬‬