Greetings from Georgia. I am spending my first zero day in beautiful White County, Georgia. We are staying in the home of a fellow alumni of West Springfield High School Virginia. With the aid of Facebook and mutual friends we became acquainted, and when John read that I was hiking the Appalachian Trail this year, he invited me to come and take a respite with him and his wife if it was a convenient resting place for me. Let me tell you, it is absolutely perfect. John and his wife Cathy are such warm and generous hosts in welcoming my hiking partner, Grant (Fast Back) and me into their beautiful home and giving me the keys to the truck so we could run any errands we may have and see some of the surrounding area. We did more of the former than the latter, but as I said to Grant, “It gives me another reason to return to this part of the country.”
So let me tell you about my first week on the AT. Can you say Heaven? I was expecting to meet my internet friend, Regina Reiter, at Springer Mountain on the afternoon of the 17th, St. Patrick’s Day. I was due to arrive at Amicalola Falls State Park at 11:30am (I forgot about the time change since I was coming from the Central time zone to EST). Regina was bringing Susan for a training hike and wasn’t sure about the timing and being able to meet me at the top, so I just drove up with them to the parking lot a mile from Springer Mountain and didn’t hike up the 8.8 mile approach trail like I had planned. And as it turned out, that was a good thing because everyone I met on the top, who hiked up the approach, said it was a bear.
I had just got my tent set up, my sleeping pad blown up, and stuff stowed when Grant showed up in the campground. Though we had never met in person I recognized him right off. He got set up and a group of us just kind of gravitated to a central area and got to talking and wishing each other a Happy St. Partick’s Day and the pints of whiskey came out and we all celebrated the event and the Paddy Tribe was born. We all hiked our own daily hike, and then met up at the next shelter, though none of us were sleeping inside the shelters. It was good to spend time with one another in the evening and discover more about our wandering band of happy hikers.
We all agreed that a slower pace to start was the way to go so we didn’t burn ourselves out and blister up our feet before we got to Neels Gap at mile 30.7 where eight of us opted for renting two cabins in lieu of camping or using the hiker’s hostel at Walasi-Yi. Four stayed in one cabin and were planning on staying two nights and planned on taking a zero day there and three others and I stayed in another cabin. Needless to say, the party was in the other cabin and the father of one of our tribe members brought us beer and pizza. Other fellow hikers joined us and I hear the party went well into the night.
I stepped out of the cabin to start my fourth hiking day and discovered it was drizzling so I went back in and put my pack cover on. I then proceeded to hike 5.5 miles of a 12 mile day in and out of the rain and low lying clouds. As I came down into Tesnatee Gap, in the pouring rain, I saw the rumored Trail Magic from Damascus. I must admit I imbibed the first root beer in 20 years and it was good. (Tuesdays and Thursdays are good days to find the magic there). We hiked the rest of that day and all of the next in and out of the rain and drizzle.
When we reached 50.9 mile mark at the roadway at Unicoi Gap I was joyous as I stuck out my thumb and hitch hiked for the first time in 40 years. We got a ride from a gentleman who talked the entire time as he drove down to the post office in Helen, GA, and I picked up my first resupply box. Then I asked another older gentleman(someone in my age range) about a good place to eat. As he was thinking about it I asked if the food at the Huddle House was any good and it just so happened that he was heading that way to do a plumbing job and we got a ride to the door. Don’t you just love it when all the goodness comes your way? I know I do.
It has been just so divine with all the variations of weather. Here it is March 24th and we have already enjoyed sunny 81 degree days and of course the low clouds and windy rains of March. The first four days were warm and sunny as we traversed 30 miles; and the Wednesday and Thursday were of the rain, wind, and low cloud variety. I enjoyed them all.
So my first week on the trail was filled with all the fun and excitement of any new adventure. I discovered 5 pounds of miscellaneous stuff I brought along that I c0uld send home during the first week, which is a good thing because my full pack with food and water weighed 51 pounds at Amicalola Falls State Park.
You can see photographs of my hike and daily updates, where I have service, on my Facebook Hike Page. I will continue to try to get a post up weekly as I make it into a hotel with internet and computer access.