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New York

It's as if I belong there

Kevin

by Kevin

There's something about NYC that makes it hard to leave. It's as if I belong there.

I met Cookie at Connecticut Muffin for coffee. We chatted about Manhattan a little and discussed the day ahead. Over the next hour I resupplied and purchased half a dozen NY style bagels.

Back at headquarters Cookie and I cleaned up and began packing our bags to leave. I also added a couple entries to my journal.

After saying our thanks and goodbyes to A-Train's parents, A-Train had us on our way around 11:50AM. It was interesting watching the Manhattan skyline zoom bye as we drove away from the city that never sleeps.

It was an odd feeling going from the city to the mountains in such a short period of time. Instead of looking forward to walking again, I was missing the city and the madness that it brings.

We arrived at the trail head at 1:50PM. After saying our thanks and good byes to A-Train and his girlfriend, Anna, Cookie and I were walking at 2:05PM.

I owe a HUGE thanks to A-Train and his parents for welcoming Cookie and me into their homes. They were tremendous hosts and my NYC trip would not have been possible without them.

I was paying no attention to the trail or my surroundings today, I was still absorbed in NYC moments. There's something about that city than beckons me back, but I'm not sure what or why.

Cookie and I rolled into Morgan Stewart Shelter at 3:40PM. We determined it was too early in our hiking day to stop. We decided we would walk a little longer and stealth camp somewhere. As I drank some water a hiker named Rat Sandwich rolled in. He's going NOBO, but right now is SOBO to Wind Gap, PA.

We were back on trail at 4:20PM. At 6:00PM we found a spot to camp for the night. I know I'm north of NY 55, so that road is what my millage is based on.

It feels weird having gone from the excitement of NYC to the simplicity of the AT in such a short period. My body is on the AT while my mind is still riding the Subway in Manhattan.

Something to sleep on I suppose.

And that's the way it was.

Kirby

Ga>ME 2008.

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