Day 72 14 miles today from Mountain Home Hostel to Whiskey Hollow Shelter 3,100 feet up to 2,900 feet below in a total of 1,063 to miles
Mountain house
Lisa and Scott in the Mountain Home hostel do incredible job. It is actually a BNB. There were so many people that I have not seen in a long time, including the highlights that I have not seen from Damascus. The fears, Dawgs and several others appeared.
I was able to hang out with Boston and catch up since that fateful night in four pins weeks ago. Both Kinterz and I were euphoric because Boston was very good. We were in an old cabin next to the main house.
Government land
The red ceiling buildings were part of a government complex that covers thousands of acres. At one time, that land was part of the plantation of the hostel of the mountain house before it was a shelter.
In World War I was a military installation that bread horses for the military. The horses became obsolete for World War II, so the installation became what it is today. Today is a reproduction installation for rare and endangered animals. It is associated with the Smithsonian and is not open to an audience. They probably have some really interesting animals here that reproduce.
Late beginning
Normally I use a city day to update my publications here on the walk. Yesterday I didn’t have much time when I finished my normal duties in the city. So this morning I got up early as usual, so I had a wonderful breakfast. Breakfast included hand -pressed apple sidra and strawberry jam and handmade ruibarb. Breakfast is part of the stay even for hikers.
Dry for now
I had a late start at 10:00 and I was a bit heavy with food and other extras when I left. It is a cloudy day in loop and, although I could dry everything, I do not hope that everything remains dry for a long time.
The path left the road and continued along the 8 -foot -high spikes wire with a fence covered for a while before starting a soft climb along a beautiful babbling stream. The path was flanked by huge old growth trees.
Around one mile and a room later I found the fencing of the government again, so we are still running parallel to this great government complex.
In the area
Many walks today entered the area. It is a kind of zombie state in which you simply lift your legs and slide through the forest. The path was very slippery and was so focused on exiting through a rock field. Something told me to look up, so I did it and a deer standing on the path right in front of me just looking at me.
Not long after that I found fears and raptor who were cooling taking a break. I shared some of my cherries and raptor shared some of his fresh carrots.
Virginia is flat
The path after that was flat and soft by miles. He knew that Virginia was flat.
I started seeing rock walls similar to what we saw in New York and Connecticut. Old stone walls serpente through the forest. It definitely feels as if we had gradually left our house in the southeast of the United States and now we are entering the middle Atlantic.
The path is a muddy disaster today. I am doing everything possible to stay out of mud, but there are certain sections in which it cannot be avoided. It is super slippery. It’s like skating on the way today (sometimes in the wrong direction).
A call to anyone
I just saw a fluorescent green beetle like a creature. There are also some beautiful flowers as large as your fist that contain small purple flowers on the 3 -foot high stems.
The path serpently through the forest and then returned to a meadow. Only for kicks I gave our call that Knockerz and I used to locate ourselves when we are walking. I have been calling periodically after leaving Knockerz and unfortunately I did not receive an answer, of course.
This time, however, a voice came out of the high pasta in the field. «What is all this racket about?» He was one of our fellow hikers who had stopped in a bank buried in the sea of pastures. It suddenly made me get an answer to a call to which I did not expect an answer.
Civilization
The path descended through the forest for several miles before downloading some railroad roads and an interstatal road.
I had to stop between the two interstate bridges and look to the sky. It was such a different scene of my hours along the way. The roar of cars and trucks that go north and south on both sides of me in stereo. The open skies with turkey vultures that circulate above all, very different from the green tunnel of the path.
The path moved away from the interstatal and then continued a little more rising beyond a shelter.
Wet muddy day
I can listen to the rain that falls on the canopy of the forest above, but so far it is such a light rain and the trees have not been dried for a time that the rain is not really penetrating. So for now I have a green forest umbrella on me at this time.
And it is not as if it is really important because it is so bustling that the exterior of my clothes is wet and the interior of my clothes is wet for sweat. I could not say that it was now wet by the rain or wet by sweat.
The Whiskey Hollow shelter was a really pleasant new refuge. I was alone for several hours when I first arrived. First I sat down and ate the wedge of some type of cheese from the mountain house. Finally, some other hikers appeared and we talked before I slept to sleep.
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