Memorable Automobiles from The Past:
I have no idea why I
cannot leave well enough alone. The morning I woke up in the tent, it was very
wet from the moisture. It felt cold at 37 degrees, I said out loud to the
squirrels and trees, “How would I feel if this was January and maybe 18-28
degrees; what if BOTH hearing devices would take a nose-dive with this humidity?”
It is aggravating to require a smack in the head to bring an old
fart into (some) reality. OK I will go ahead and tell the world what I have
already confessed to my wife. When I started this hike:
I felt light headed, not for joy, physically. I will walk this
off. BUT it stayed with me.
The pack is TOO HEAVY. I will get
used to this.
I noticed I was a little tottery (old
folks saying of unsure of your steps.) I BECAME more cautious.
I turned my ankle a
couple times. Ah, but no damage.
5 GOING UP, My legs got so sore I had to use the
sticks to get over high steps.
It was tough going UP
& DOWN, but I must say in my defense, Ridge running I could step out with
the best of them at a 3 MPH walk with NO PROBLEMS carrying 41 pounds and I felt
good. YEAH, I remembered once on the trail sitting around, Sherry mentioned, "These UP’s are tough." A young hiker around the fire said, “You need to hike in Nebraska!”
(Some of the above problems would disappear with carrying 10-15
A USMC Master Sgt. Passing by the shelter was
discussing my dilemma. ‘Adjust your hike, carry dry food, maybe even 1 or 2 days’
worth, no cooking. Canvas vs tent. Forget the phone & charger. Drink a lot
of water at every spring and carry only a pint, JUST DO IT!’ (Can you say Marine?)
So what about starting
in April at Harper’s Ferry and heading North with Sherry in a smaller motor
home for support. Jack Jr, says he will go along to drive her around and
shuttle me. LOL That Hike is called a flip flop. Hiking from Harpers to
Katahdin, then shuttle back to Harpers and head back South. That is also a thru
WELL YOU KNOW, a dream is hard to give up. I am just talking now…………….
(However I am looking for a smaller Motor Home. LOL)
PS: Maybe I should just act my age, get a 1955 Chevy and drive Sherry around on Sunday afternoons and wave at other old people.