Day 59: Short miles and long visits

• Brown Mountain Creek shelter (807.6) to the cows camp gap shelter (813.2)
• 2710 feet rise, 961 feet decrease

Today we have a short day planned. As many other Trek bloggers have noticed, there are official miles and bonus miles. Official miles are those that accumulate between official points in the AT. The bonus miles accumulate when walking towards the water source, the private, the shelter, etc. Most days include bonus miles.

The bonus miles accumulate when the shelters are .3 or .5 miles of the path. In Virginia, obtaining water can accumulate bonus miles, since it often has to leave a ride and lower the distance to obtain water.

Add bonus miles

Most of the days, we add approximately an additional half -jogging mile doing tasks or finding refuge. Sometimes it is more. Today and the previous two days have included more than 1 mile of bonus each. Tomorrow he foreshades to be another great day of bonus mile.

Having all this in consideration, along with some serious increases in recent days, we decided to do a short day today. Our goal was to cover 5.7 miles with 2710 feet of climbing together with an additional anticipated mile that obtains water and the shelter that was located 1/2 mile of «Red Line», as the official path is often known.

A slow beginning

Although we knew that short miles would be quite steep, we wore around the shelter at the beginning of the day. We do not always make coffee in the morning to drink because the stove becomes relatively deep in my backpack. If we have coffee, delays my repakenm in 15 minutes due to the need to place my equipment for weight balance.

This morning, we languish the morning coffee savoring our instant decaffeinado of fair trade as if it were just a barista.

An early break

Finally we take out our butts from the shelter picnic table and start walking. We weren’t in a hurry. The first two miles only won 200 feet. It would be flat. Like walking in a city park. It was not really flat, but we moved well enough.

When we arrived at the road to Route 60 of the United States, it was like a fair. The cars approached in both directions. The hikers were circling, making manifestations to Bunea Vista, being returned to the path by ferry and simply walking along the road.

Visit on Route 60

There was so much emotion that we visited on the south side of the crossing and then we passed the pavement and visited on the north side of the crossing.

No one seemed to have time pressure and fell directly to the attitude.

On the southern side of the crossing, a hiker took out a small notebook and asked us for the songs that crossed our head.

I responded immediately with the song that had inhabited my head for days, Last night I had the strangest dream. It was written by Ed McCurdy in 1950 and recorded by Pete Seler in 1957. In the next decade, many popular singers, including the recorded versions of Simon and Garfunkel.

Last night I had the strangest dream

I once dreamed before

I dreamed that everyone had agreed

To end war

The historian did not have so fast and response, but he entered with Bob Dillon’s Blowing in the wind.

Both surprised the question, but we were captivated with her. We enjoy standing on the path singing with a man for the third of our age.

Cross the road and sit in a rock

After our song, we look for zoom traffic in both directions and cross the other side. Somehow, a group of accumulated hikers to populate the rocks that were positioned to prevent cars from entering the path. Someone started eating. Food, great idea. We take out sandwiches and join. Thirty minutes passed this side of the path of the path.

One of the young people found a tick in their buttocks and asked me to take it away. I offered the historian who skilled and efficiently the offensive creature as a volunteer. In retrospect, I suppose the request was made to an OMA, Granny Aways fixes things. Today, Opa was the perfect grandfather.

Hiking, for a while

Slowly, we all returned to the path. It was our job to walk after all. We were the first to leave.

PLOD, PLOD, PLOD. The steep part of the walk is here. Aftet two hours, two miles and 2000 feet of ascent, we reach a patch covered with grass where the path and an old road cross. There were no trunks or rocks, so we failed on the ground with our packages as support. Terrestrial insects were slightly irritating, but not enough to overcome the restoration of climbing.

Soon, the others began to arrive. Although it took approximately half of the time to make the climb, they looked as tired. Flop, flop, flop, the herb that surrounds us was populated with delicious young people through hikers. Lunch was full of brilliant young people.

Walk again one more

After another hour to visit, we put our packages and headed during the last round of the day. Another 2 hours of hiking led us to the diversion of our refuge.

The shelter was so far from the path that we had considered not using it. Going there added half a mile a day and a half mile until tomorrow. With all the fun visiting today, we had additional incentives to gather the bonus miles.

We ate a large package of macaroni with cheese for the home. The funny young people around us finished their night tasks, ate their dinners and retired to their tents and hammocks. We had the shelter for ourselves.

The midnight of hikers came after most of us snorsed in our beds. Joy had filled us all and exhausted us all.

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