Day 91: Flitting from Virginia to New Hampshire

• Taking from Washington DC (near Harpers Ferry, 1025.7) to near Hanover, NH (1756.1)
• 0 feet rise, 0 feet of descent

Trains are exciting for us. Once we train from our city in Montana to Seattle, WA and back just because we found a cheap ticket. We have traveled in trains in Scotland, the United Kingdom, Switzerland and Germany. We were excited about our trip on the famous Vermont train.

Reading a good amount of Vermont, so we would be well informed about what we needed to do so that our day is fun and comfortable. For example, we discover that after New York City, the first two cars behind the engine would be separated and sent in another way.

Train shirts

Days before the trip, we decided to buy at Tee Shirts for the trip. We really liked the idea. First, he helped support the ATC, second, they didn’t stain, and finally, they reminded us that we belonged to the trail path even when we were on the train.

My shirts said the beads path in the front and had a top map chart on the back. The historian fell in love with a shirt that had no words, and instead had a white fire.

We loved the two graphic words. As long as I follow the historian, I will not miss. I can always find a white fire!

Queue

We were eager to board the train as soon as we could. No seats were assigned and the train was full of capacity. We wanted to be sitting together, not in the first two cars, and hopefully point in the direction of the trips.

We listen to the first call to address and head to queue. A good employee moved us away from the main tail to the distant line. It turned out that we were older people and we would probably need extra time to address. They placed us with the other older people and families with strollers. He felt a bit fraudulent, since we could have run on the top of most people in the tail like rocks in Virginia, but we did not discuss.

We are used to being called on the way due to our green Hang ATC labels. People often gasp and say: «You are through hiking!» We always explain that we are finishing an attempt of 1975 through the walk, but sometimes that worsens it.

We never ask about the gasp, but we assume that it is related to our age. The first time it happened was in southern Virginia. We met a father and two teenage children. We had a brief and educated Hello and walked. After passing through one of the children, seeing our green labels, he shouted: «Dad! They are through walks!» The dad was ashamed, but we thought it was very fun.

Apparently, the backpacks with green Hang ATC labels had any meaning on the train.

We need an engine

Together, we put ourselves in line with the elderly and younger people for quite some time. On the other side of the tails, people waited politely but began to get anxious.

An official lady with an amrak uniform, complete with a hat, made way between the crowd announcing that we needed an engine. Some people laughed and wondered if they could have a spare engine. No one could produce the necessary engine.

After a while, our priority boarding line began to move. We must have an engine. When the hordes were released, everyone went to a coach. We count 3 cars back and load.

Everyone quickly found seats. Happily we select two seats together, in front of the direction of the trip. Each of us had our ereader and I put our food bag at my feet. We were at home for the day.

Heading north

The electric train engine came out metaphorically outside the station. We smile at each other, delight in the emotion of undertaking another great adventure.

Sitting in our spacious and comfortable seats, we saw how DC became Baltimore. The spaces between development opened and then Wilmington and Philadelphia appeared. Although the train did not work at high speed, it was quite different from hiking speed. It was difficult to keep up with all the details of what we were going through. We didn’t want to lose anything.

Food, of course

The trip left in front of us, the train eats miles. We had had breakfast in Union Station before we left. He had lemon cake (420 calories) and the historian had a almond croissant. Conveniently, one of his favorite cakes was also the highest in calories, 671, to be precise.

After PHILIDELPHIA, we decided to participate in the first lunch. It was a bit early, but our bellies got up at 4:30 am, so they had a jump in the day.

Cavé in the middle of our bear bag where he had placed our food to keep it cold. We have some rugla, which I growled. The historian discovered that a slice of Harpers Ferry Swiss cheese made an excellent wrapping for Peruvian leftovers.

New York City

Our next stop was New York City. Of course, we did not have to move from our comfortable seats, but it still felt like a big problem.

I walked to New England with a New York partner in 1975. We had no names of trails at that time, but if we did, it would have been the ballet of New York City. When I was in high school, school jumped to see the essays at the Ballet School of New York City. When we slide and slide on rocks and swamps, he called him auditioning for the ballet of New York City.

Change electricity to a dive engine to go to Vermont

After New York City, the train front is divided and becomes Ethan Allen, which goes north to the state of New York. Vermonont obtains a new engine, diesel instead of an electric. Sitting in the third coach, the switch did not intend to us.

The space between cities opens. We feel a little more comfortable to see the tree to construction to the trees.

All the emotion of past cities, naturally we think about eating (again). With a wink to hobbits, we present the afternoon tea. After eating more of our Peruvian lunch, we decided to visit the coffee car.

The historian had an ice cream bar and had peanuts m and more. It is surprising how many of the dreaded things I have eaten in the last two months. There is no sugar for years and now ms. Another «will not do that after we go home.»

Arriving in New England

The train rolled, hugging Vermont New Hampshire. The views seemed increasingly wild.

We arrive at our station. On the platform we could see our friends waiting for us. After loading our packages in your car, along with your dog and grandchildren, we travel home.

They live in a quiet farm established in 1791. It was a huge and reassuring change in the interlude of the city. The train trip along the east coast of the east coast was exciting, and we were happy to do it. However, settling in comfortable chairs on the rear porch overlooking the mountains with a hand -pressed cider glass was incredibly gratifying.

We have reached the next step of the trip. Tomorrow we will visit, we will rest, eat and organize the walk between Hanover and Glenfliff. Tonight we enjoy the brightness of the mountain afternoon and the warmth of friendship.