Not much of a trip report, but I am sitting here in the car with a coffee from Sheetz writing this brief post...
This is Hunter --
Hunter just finished his first hiking trip and the one thing that he started talking about half way into the trip was getting his favorite sub -- roast beef and American cheese -- at Subway! Imagine his joy when the first sign that greeted him walking into Damascus was Subway.
We started out meeting Lone Wolf for a shuttle up to Grayson Highlands and a 3 mile hike to one of the camps near Thomas Knob. And within his first hour of hiking he watched a storm whip up over Wilburn Ridge and dump a lot of rain. Stopping only once we reached camp. Not a peep about the weather. This was his first 3 miles ever, first time hiking in a storm, first time cooking on a cannister stove and first time camping. He also learned why we skipped shelters as we passed the shelter to get water with the only conversation being about the aggressive mice.
Wednesday was 8 miles from Thomas Knob to a nice wooded camp on Whitetop Mt; while Thursday was another 8 miles to the camp near the Hassinger Bridge on the Creeper Trail, along Whitetop Laurel Creek, where he camped through another night of storms. This morning we got up and did the 12 miles along the Creeper Trail from the Hassinger Bridge to Damascus, with Hunter setting the pace that took us those 12 miles in four hours. Subway and a call to his mom was his reward.
For myself it was rewarding to get to see Hunter's experience of the trail for the first time.
PS -- his trail name is now The Weatherman because he kept predicting the evening's weather.
This is Hunter --
Hunter just finished his first hiking trip and the one thing that he started talking about half way into the trip was getting his favorite sub -- roast beef and American cheese -- at Subway! Imagine his joy when the first sign that greeted him walking into Damascus was Subway.
We started out meeting Lone Wolf for a shuttle up to Grayson Highlands and a 3 mile hike to one of the camps near Thomas Knob. And within his first hour of hiking he watched a storm whip up over Wilburn Ridge and dump a lot of rain. Stopping only once we reached camp. Not a peep about the weather. This was his first 3 miles ever, first time hiking in a storm, first time cooking on a cannister stove and first time camping. He also learned why we skipped shelters as we passed the shelter to get water with the only conversation being about the aggressive mice.
Wednesday was 8 miles from Thomas Knob to a nice wooded camp on Whitetop Mt; while Thursday was another 8 miles to the camp near the Hassinger Bridge on the Creeper Trail, along Whitetop Laurel Creek, where he camped through another night of storms. This morning we got up and did the 12 miles along the Creeper Trail from the Hassinger Bridge to Damascus, with Hunter setting the pace that took us those 12 miles in four hours. Subway and a call to his mom was his reward.
For myself it was rewarding to get to see Hunter's experience of the trail for the first time.
PS -- his trail name is now The Weatherman because he kept predicting the evening's weather.
Of course I talk to myself... sometimes I need expert advice.