There were ups and downs, twists and turns, rocks and roots
was leaving the comforts of Roanoke for the unforgiving hills of Appalachia.
After eating breakfast and taking a shower, I packed up my pack and prepared for (gasp) church, southern style.
Church was an interesting experience, I did not agree with a single thing that was preached, but it was a fascinating experience.
After church we returned to Hardbound's house, where Angie already had lunch cooked and sitting on the table. Thank you Angie!
It was finally time to return to Daleville to continue my journey northward. Leaving town is never easy, but it must be done.
I owe a HUGE thank you to Hardbound and Angie for everything they did for me during my stay at their house. The spoiled Cookie and me, and we enjoyed every minute of it.
Today's walk did not have anything noteworthy. There were ups and downs, twists and turns, rocks and roots. I spent the entire tiime listening to music, which gave my brain something to do.
Tonight I am at Wilson Creek Shelter. As of today I have walked just over 1/3 of the trail(mile point 725), and it feels pretty darn good.
When I started this trip, 11 miles was a full day. Now, I can leave at noon from a road and be at my destination for the night by 4:00PM. 20 mile days are the norm, and anything less than 13-15 is a short day. My legs are as strong as they have ever been, and I am in the best shape of my life.
That's what this trail does to you, it breaks you down and builds you back up stronger, both physically and mentally.
Well, I think I shall read. I am about to start "Atlast Shrugged" by Ayn Rand.
And that's the way it was.
Kirby
Ga>ME 2008.
