Hiking the Smokies you meet some interesting folks. Before we reached Clingmans dome (Yesterday’s entry) we met a small group of young Dr.’s & Lawyers. They were hiking straight through the fifty miles without camping trying to break some record. They stopped by our camp fire for a few minutes to rest, find the spring, and eat a snack. About the same time we met a College girl, her brother and Father who were hiking together. She was a Fast pitch Soft ball player. She had a bat & ball. The brother would pitch to her and she would bat it back to him, they never missed.
We also met a two girls and their trainer they were training for some marathon. The girls were in great shape but the trainer had the worst feet I have ever seen in my life. I was afraid for him and they still had twenty or thirty miles to go. He had what you would call blisters on top of blisters. They had a large first aid pack and had already used all their ‘Second Skin’ covering and his feet were bleeding terrible. WE donated some ‘mole skin’ and some other hikers donated their ‘second skin’. I hurt for the guy.
Now back to Newfound Gap.
The Appalachian Trail crosses US 441 at Newfound Gap. crossing, we passed the Rockefeller Monument and started up the trail. I was reminded of a time when I was 6 years old. My dad was driving to his church headquarters in Cleveland TN. I always wanted to go because the road went through The Cherokee Indian Reservation and I always got to see an Indian in full head dress as we drove through. On up the Mt. we came to the Gap. Dad stopped and parked so we could get out, stretch and use the clean outhouses provided by the Park Service. That day we had seen several Black bears on the road, but the Gap was in a cloud, like a fog. I took off up the trail Mama called, “don’t go too far, we won’t be here long. “
Daddy said this was a cloud, I wanted to get above it and look down on it. I didn't go too far before I saw a dark form ahead, I slowed down, at first thinking it was another tourist. It WAS NOT, IT WAS A BIG BLACK BEAR, AT LEAST 30 FT. TALL (LOL) as he stood on his hind legs. This kid ran a hundred miles an hour back down the trail.
Only in America.....do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?