Today is the day that really arrives. Probably. That he, Do you say? The death wave of death.
These blog posts are supposed to be published in a delay. But I was so tired of the heat wave that he hit on June 23 (the first time I recognized a specific date in this blog, by the way: P), that I could not write it the day it happened.
So what happened? Perfect day and got up at Good Ol ‘7, and went to put some Dunkin’ nearby. We ran to Superman again. Superman is a hiker who worries me a bit. Mainly because he ran out of his walk a month, and does not seem to really have an idea of how much it is supposed to cost in general. He gave us with a story about how I was camping near a stream, and my mosquitoes was attacked every night. I told him that I had to obtain a network of errors and … I had never considered it. Uh oh. Well, I hope you do well! The last time I saw him, I was discussing whether or not to get a hotel or go to the shelter at night.
Anyway, I shouldn’t worry about that. The real thing about worrying is what we are going to do today. Perfect day and took to the beginning of the path from Jim, the owner of the motel, and went through an easy hiking to start the day. It was already becoming quite heavy and bustling to start, but it was still manageable. In our first road crossing, I returned to persuasion and walked with her, where all our party met Leo. It is a trip from Germany, which goes to a crazy clip, after having started in mid -April, and is here, even after a one -week break in Europe. I spent some time wondering «how did I not see you before?» Before finding the answer. His secret is «every time I see a mountain, I take a shortcut on the way!» Ah. He walks his own walk, but when it comes to being proud of how fast he is walking … finding different paths of what he seems at least makes me feel … whatever, Hyoh.
We pass through the beautiful Fitzgerald cataracts, giving a good dip, before continuing to the first of many water caches in West Mombasha Road. On days like this, the caches of water left by Trail Angels are key to the survival of hikers. When we approached West Mombasha Road, the temperature began to slowly mark more and more. Therefore, the cache was basically five gallons of water previously frozen was a lifeguard.
The next was simply a rude section of the path for heat, today is today, the rise of the Buchanan mountain. It’s just boulder. And this is where I met my first problem. Despite having knocked down a LMNT package in the morning, my rhythm rhythm pace every time the temperature is high. And every time the rhythm accelerates, my body feels that it cannot cool off. So, no matter what I was doing, I would have to take very frequent breaks. This climb simply exhausted me, both on the road and along the way. Although there was a cache in East Mombasha Road just after, I could not enjoy it due to the presence of mosquitoes everywhere trying to eat. Ow Ow Ow Ow Ow! I put a second electrolyte package, but I was much more worried about trying to leave.
At least there was a small entry in Little Dam Lake that flowed very actively. I met Leo again here, and he was sitting in the water that flows. I also took the opportunity to sit there in the water and try to cool my body a little. And although he felt great, I wanted to try to move again to the shelter tonight. Then, packed and began to move without even drying out. I returned to the peanut of persuasion crew here doing good speed. It is from Florida, so it is relatively accustomed to this type of heat. Being Californian and Bostonian here, I can make dry or cold heat. This heat gets with me.
And continued getting with me for the rest of the day in Harriman State Park. Although there were beautiful views, I felt very dehydrated by going to the Harriman State Park. Very well, that means that it is time for my third electrolyte package. While I drank it, the perfect day he reached me. I also met 3:16, a hiker who recently assumed a new name of the path. He has just started his section before, and only made 6 miles to try not to overheat. I told him to also drank in electrolytes, and I was about to move on when I met Jacob The Trail Runner. He was going to run through the island’s pond to train, but the heat hit him. However, I had some protein tuna packages, which I gladly accepted.
Something else I noticed today was that I simply couldn’t get food in the hatch. It is definitely heat, but it means that I am actively colliding at this time. I drank a third LMNT package and arrived at the island pond, where I saw Mr. Shorty, the third of the persuasion crew. I was worried, because I couldn’t find anyone else and had no reception. Then, he has published in the Night’s pond, and honestly it is a good place! His hammock looks so comfortable.
I invented it at lemon tightening, usually an iconic part of the path, before calling it. Even if I were camping tonight, I don’t think I do well. The heat was hitting me, and I still couldn’t take food. Then, I asked the perfect day if I wanted to go to the city, and she agreed. I called the Bear Mountain Bridge Motel by Fort Montgomery, and although they usually do not make transfers so far, they agreed to do an emergency service from Tiorti Circle. I was fighting for this last bit. Trying to take any food or water, but I was panting a lot and stopped sweating. The real heat exhaustion was hitting badly. Fortunately, the grandfather was there to take us with Gatorades and the explosion of A/C. We talked for a while, but he let us enter our room and quickly left us alone.
I asked some popeyes to get back, and then we take turns to shower while looking at the family dispute. It is the eve of the mayor’s elections in New York, so each ad is for it. Oh ok.
Sorry because the nature of this publication is so … nervous and thoughtless. Today is a walk, mainly because, as described above, I was not in any condition of writing when I arrived at the motel, I have not had time to write since then. I hope that with our escape to New England soon, the heat waves will not hit this again. Waiting, at least …
(Title lyrics by: Silver Lining, Laufey)
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