A walk through the Cumberland Valley

Day 80-18 Miles today from the Alec Kennedy shelter to the Darlington shelter, 1,900 feet up, 1,700 feet down, total 1,214 to Miles

Vortex patch

After my store post was broken in a non -repairable area, I got on the Alc Kennedy shelter. Poptart was already in the shelter. He had been there for three nights and two full days. I told him that he receives his vortex patch for staying there for so long.

I will not be able to overcome Pennsylvania as I expected. The roller mountain injury and trying to run to get out of a storm delayed me a couple of days.

Advance

Knockerz will return to the path in a few days. We will skip where we finish our trustee last year to Great Barrington Massachusetts. Last year we began Pawling New York and did it even Connecticut before Knockerz fell and broke the wrist.

That will leave a section of Pennsylvania, New York and New Jersey to which I will need to return. Once I jump, I will change my total to the markers of miles to Miles Novo.

Leaving the mountain

I started around 6:00 am this morning. It was a foggy and bustling morning. It rained a little last night from time to time. I know that I have walked a lot through the fields that are coming shortly after the boiling springs while the path passes through the wide Cumberland Valley. I hope it is still cloudy day through those fields so that the scorching sun is tempered.

It did not spend much time before it reached the score of the knob of the central point. There is an interesting story with this marker that you can listen to the green tunnel podcast. I think the original marker is now in the AT Museum, but disappeared for a long period.

While walking, I kept seeing these wells in the forest. I guess these were coal wells for iron operations.

Entering the valley

Yesterday, four miles from boiling springs, I could hear the train whistle. When I approached the boiling springs, I was still two miles away and I could hear the train even stronger. I know there were comments about Farout about how noisy the trains were in the only camp in this section of At Down for boiling springs. Later I talked with Frogsiren that she camped there last night and she said it wasn’t so bad.

I was rolling through the fields of the farm when once again I took out Farout and noticed that I had left the way. I had been watching my phone trying to plan a bit. I had to go back to where the path made a turn that I lost.

First city

Hervir Springs is a small super pretty city for which the path crosses. I went to the restaurant/Deli. On the way, I crossed the small town and I saw some people who were doing construction asked them for a couple of pliers, so I think I could temporarily patch my store post, but I don’t trust the repair to last.

In the restaurant I saw Heisenberg who had walked with a little yesterday sitting alone, so I joined him for breakfast. I ate a wonderful tortilla breakfast that was surprisingly cheap for such a Bougie city. Coffee was a dark and fabulous coffee that was enjoying a lot. I am sure that much of that has to do with the fact that he has not had a cup of hot coffee in a long time, but it was a really good coffee.

In the valley

Heisenberg and I walked together for a while after breakfast. It was really pleasant to have a conversation after so many hundreds of walking miles alone.

This was a very flat section of the path. I know that some people find him boring, but he was enjoying it a lot. It was completely different from everything we had risen in the last more than 1,000 miles.

When we arrived at Lilburn Road, there were fire trucks and a fallen line. I think it was just a telephone line and not an electric line. There was a parking lot where a young couple had been camping in cars. They were excited to be able to offer us some magic of trails. In just over three hours he had walked more than seven miles.

I continued walking along with Heisenberg for a while and helped me maintain a good rhythm. Finally we separated and then I met Frogsiren and his son Firefly whom I have seen repeatedly in recent days.

I have to go?

I enjoyed walking through the fields and watching the old houses of farms and barns. I arrived in a field and there was a great old house. Past, that was an old cemetery in a tree patch with several of the tombs that date back to the early 1800s.

The path left the fields of La Granja, uploaded a small forest patch and then fell to a paved road that went through an interstate road.

I had seen this path many times in the past when I was planning this trip.

Once again, it’s hard to believe I was here. I started getting some melancholy because tomorrow will be on my last day on the road. Logistics is such that I need to be collected tomorrow to meet Knockerz later in the week.

Frozen!

I left the farm fields to a paved road where the road stand was on a farm. It was a Fieish Roadside farm post where I stopped and obtained a homemade raspberry ice cream. There were several of us going and coming, since this is a known stop at the AT. It was a real ice cream made with real cream.

I could see mountains again in the distance. The path eventually makes its way through those mountains.

Behind me I could see the mountains we were coming. He had been walking through the Cumberland Valley and now I could see a set of mountains on the opposite side of the Valley. He still had a long way to go the valley to reach those mountains. I was really enjoying this AT section.

On the river and through the forest

The path later re -entered a woody area that surrounds Conodoguit Creek. This stream was huge. Any other place, this would be called a river. He had at least 75 feet wide and flowed.

The sun had come out, so it was nice to be involved in the forest outside the sun. We were blessed with a cloudy day most today, so the field walk was not burning.

I stopped and ate the white and acute cheddar cheese wedge of Amish that I had bought in the Delicatessen store a few days ago. It was very tasty and creamy unlike cheeses produced by dry mass.

I began to listen to a rumble of a storm that was approaching and decided that I could reach the shelter before this storm hit. I promised myself that I wouldn’t try to overcome the storm. This causes me weakening damage to my legs the last twice that I have tried to overcome an unpleasant storm. I promised myself that I would try to trust God’s will when the ray of the next storm blinks around me.

Soon I entered the wooded rise of the mountains on the opposite side of the Cumberland Valley. It was just a mile and a half to the shelter, but it was a climb and steep in parts, especially after the day of walking planet. Near the upper part there was a great view through the Valley back to the mountains that we had left earlier in the day. I arrived at the shelter before the storm hit and prepared for my last night on the path. For now.

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