Took a great zero in Dalton. Been hanging out with Samera. This past week we walked about the same speed, and she is great company. There are two south bounders and 3 others north bounders in the shelter tonight.
Wish there was more time out here. Hiking too fast to write lately. That is good & bad. I would like to write a bit, but is it fun to cover more ground.
Noisy tonight. Hard to have private or sensitive thoughts. BUT, it is nice to be around the hikers. They are a lively bunch.
I was told there would be a small depression after the trail. Because we are running on / making so many endorphins, that the few weeks after the trail is a delicate time.
The trail isn't the quiet self respective time I thought it would be. Hiking is intense and requires constant concentration. Also, it is beautiful. It is a difficult to imagine trying to think about past regrets, failures, disappointments or any other non-lovely-trail things. Would be a crime.
Like today. We walked 14.9 miles from the town to the shelter. Every hill, every view, was prettier than the last.
I hope I make it to Maine. I still haven't found that courage I was looking for out here.
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