Day 63: Love in all its forms

• Harpers Creek Shelter (837.6) to Reed Gap (845.5)
• 3020 feet rise, 2252 feet decrease
• Bonus miles: 2.9 miles, 764 feet up, 787 feet down

Today our goal was Love Mountain Lodging in Love Gap at Blue Ridge Parkway. Before the end of the day, we would learn a lot about love.

Most people go to the brewery of the Vattebral Column of the Devils from Reed Gap. We needed a refueling by mail and the love selected as an option with lower nails.

An early start

Given the fact that we were seeing one of our most challenging elevation change, along with high temperatures, we decided to get up as soon as possible. We would get up at 5:15 am.

We were careful to go to bed early. The close tinter also planned to leave before 6 am

We were awake at 5 am, 15 minutes before the alarm. The other hiker was also awake and each of us in silence was our morning tasks in gray sunrise.

The other hiker left at 6:30 am and we were close to it. Just before leaving, the historian put on his still wet sun hoodie. I heard him murmur. In the dark, he had reversed it.

After a good laugh, we both finished packing and started on our great day with the promise of homemade cookies at the end.

Homemade cookies

A house friend, when she learned of the historian’s weight loss, decided to send homemade cookies to gain it. We went from one place to another trying to find an email location that would keep fresh cookies and not stressed us to reach a post office.

Love Mountain Lodging was the place. Our friend makes excellent cookies and her effort moved us (she had to go to the post office twice!) And anxious to eat the pleasure offered.

The first 1 1/2 miles of the day

We start our early walk, excited by food and a shower tonight. 6 days had passed since we had seen something inner. We had only a few pieces of food, so it was important to make refueling.

The path did not disappoint. The first half mile was a relatively soft inclination. The temperatures were still in the 70s, but the humidity was so thick that it could prove the moisture in the tongue.

Through the nebulous air, we saw a deer in its morning navigation.

We passed the deer and the path became increasingly rocky. After a stable and ground progress mile, I stopped to look at Farout. I confirmed that we had much more climbing. We had covered 765 to hear 3020 feet for the day.

The historian looked for his phone to look at Farout. He wasn’t in his pocket. Panic hit, looked at me and played that he didn’t have his phone. We did a quick confirmation and agreed, I was back in the shelter.

He volunteered to return and recover it while I waited. I felt that I shouldn’t have to deal with this on your own. I even surprised myself with my lack of irritation because I had made the mistake.

Together, with better attitudes than we would expect, we returned to the shelter and found the phone. At the half light of the morning, the black box was easily lost. Love prevailed, none of us was upset. Our return on the previously covered path was much less difficult than the original effort.

The three ridges

The walk for today was the challenging Wilderness of Three Ridges. With our telephone recovery, our uphill excursion was 4000 feet with a brief interlude for the return of 765 feet.

Other hikers passed us, anxious to a hamburger and a beer in the backbral spine of the Devils. None wete loved the climb. Everyone was dripping in sweat. No one could understand why the route was so hard and not legendary. Some even questioned why the path took the oriental trajectory to cross the three peaks of the ridges.

Arriving at Reed Gap

We continue with good mood. He had considerable anxiety about how to find Love Mountain. We would arrive long after your shuttle service was done for the day. I had little information about where they were.

A text conversation confirmed that they were waiting for us. They also confirmed that our packages were in our room if we arrived after they closed their office.

We walk, descending 2200 feet after our 4000 feet rise. When we ran into Reed GAP, normally busy parking was essentially empty.

The roads crossed more like a collapsed X than like a crossroads. We had no reception to call the accommodation office. There were no traffic signs. It was not clear what path was what GPS used to track our position while we wandered towards different options.

Disappointed, we started asking drivers with open windows that decreased speed at intersection. No one knew where Love Mountain was. All warned us that a violent storm was imminent.

A lady in a Subaru told us that we would go out quickly, it would take us. Neither she nor we could solve it with Farout or Google Maps. She made several attempts without luck.

Finally he was able to arrive at the accommodation office on his phone, but they could not provide instructions that were two miles from Reed Gap at Blue Ridge Parkway. She led to the north, nothing. After turning south, I finally saw an emerging point in the GPS. Then I saw a church of real life that I had seen as a map milestone. Then I saw the Love Mountain Accommodation sign.

Love, in a sub -l. No commercial could have overcome the efforts of this Trail Angel in our name.

United with our food

We let ourselves into our room and find our refueling box and our cookies.

Love never knew so well.

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