Saturday, December 2, 2017

A Few Hostels of the AT - Part 1



Some Hostels of the Trail

In this article, I will talk about all of the Hostels LoGear and I visited on our trek this year.  This article won't be anywhere near all inclusive of the Hostels that sit near the Trail and serve those who walk it, but it will cover the ones we visited as we headed north.

I like Hostels and the unique experience each provides.  I mentioned a lot while hiking, that the Hostel visit is an important part of the Long Distance Hiking experience for me.  It adds flavor to the hike and can give you a break from the Outsider way and also provide relief when the weather challenges you and your batteries need recharging (both literally and metaphorically).

The List

Here is a list of the Hostels we (or I) visited, where they are and when we stayed there, plus my ratings of how they did:

(With LoGear)
Len Foote Hike Inn, GA, Day -1
Walasi-Yi, Day, Neels Gap, GA, Day 4
Top of Georgia Hostel, Dicks Creek Gap, GA, Day 8
Standing Bear Farm Hostel, Davenport Gap, NC, Day 23
The Hostel at Laughing Heart, Hot Springs, NC, Day 26
Uncle Johnny's Hostel, Erwin, TN, Day 31 and 32

(solo)
Mountain Harbour Hostel, Day 36
Boots Off Hostel, Hampton, TN, Day 38
Crazy Larry's Hostel, Damascus, VA, Day 41

(Phase II-b, still solo)
Church of the Mountain Hostel, Delaware Water Gap, PA, Day 98 (just spent the day here)
Bearded Woods Hostel, CT, Day 112 and 113 (slack packed on day 113)
Upper Goose Pond Cabin, MA, Day 117 (not actually a Hostel, but close)

Len Foote Hike Inn - Day 1

The Hike Inn is so unique in so many ways.  It was our jumping off point and a great experience before starting our adventure.  Technically, this would be our first (and only, so far) "work for stay" of the Quest.  Also, we arrived at the Inn in a special way that all of the other guests are unaware of.  


Our adventure started on this day.  We flew into Atlanta from Baltimore, arriving just after noon.  We rode the MARTA up to its northern terminus and were picked up by Richard "Peregrine" Judy.  A good friend, double 2000 miler, Author and President of the Board at the Hike Inn.  

After gifting us some fuel and stopping at a post office so we could mail our travel bags home, Peregrin took us through a Chic-Fil-A drive-through, to Amicalola Falls State Park to check in and then along some crude, winding, gated roads to the secret parking area at the Inn.  For us, it was the Len Foote Ride Inn.  


A collection of old packs in the main lobby

This place is amazing.  They are all about conservation of resources and ecological conscience and education.  You are encouraged to turn your phone off (not much signal anyway) and each morning, if the weather is pleasant, they walk through the bunk room area, lightly tapping on a bongo drum, to let you know that the sunrise may be nice.  


They compost all their garbage (with the help of red worms) and promote a clean plate goal at every meal.  The food is very good so cleaning my plate wasn't a problem at all.  They use composting toilets and solar energy to heat water and provide electricity.
  
My clean plate after a wonderful meal

The cost of a night here is quite a bit above the usual Hostel price, but it is totally worth it.  We were lucky to be able to sing for our supper (not literally, that would be a disaster), but I was able to do a 45 minute talk about the Appalachian Trail Museum and also talk a little about what LoGear and I were doing there.  Starting our own long distance hike, our Quest.  Our one night stay and the meals were a part of the deal. Of course we through what we could in the tip box to try and express our gratitude.  

The accommodations are rustic, with bunks in a small room, but there is a place to put your stuff and the mattresses were fine for the night.  The showers were warm and the toilets soothingly caressed your buttocks as you sat, with the positive pressure the composting toilets use.  


Our simple bunk room

I hope to someday get back to the Inn as either a guest or a volunteer.  It was quite an experience and I would love to spend more time there.

The morning was perfect as the bongo announced and we were able to enjoy our first sunrise of the Quest at the cool stone henge they have set up on the hill side.  


The henge thingie. The Summer Solstice casts a circle of light into the grotto.

Our first sunrise of the Quest

LoGear enjoys the sunrise

Price: $$$ - $122 per single, $175 for double.
Remarks: Boxed lunches for $
Website: http://hike-inn.com/
Value: 8
Amenities: 9
Overall Rating: 9 out of 10.


Walasi-Yi Center - Day 4

The Walasi-Yi Center at Neels Gap, GA was our first actual Hostel experience of the Quest.  We arrived early in the day after an easy nero day and were the first to check in.  Rain was in the forecast and we were happy to pick our bunks, use the shower and do some cowboy laundry.  We also did our first resupply here at the Mountain Crossings outfitter.  


The Hostel is a simple affair.  It has a kitchen area, a sitting area, one bathroom and a bunkroom with about 12 beds.  By the end of the day, we were full and we got to learning the names of those we have been hiking around for the last couple of days.  The guys were actually outnumbered by the gals in the Hostel, which is always a good thing.  

Our bunks were sufficient and although there were a couple of snorers, no one was exceedingly loud.  Most of us had done some sort of laundry, but the Hostel doesn't provide any laundry service as their well is nearly dry and it can't handle 20 hikers trying to wash all of their clothes.  We all did our best and there was a nice breeze moving through the gap that helped dry our clothes quickly.  


Drying clothes in the breezy gap

As I lay in my bunk, playing with my phone, using the spotty Wi-fi that was there, I could hear the rain falling outside.  It was good to be inside for the night.  The night indoors, gave us what we needed to start the next Push of the Quest.  


The famous boot tree on a misty morning

Price: $ - $18 per person.
Remarks: No laundry service (when we came through). Resupply on premises. No Pets.
Website: https://www.mountaincrossings.com 
Value: 6
Amenities: 6
Rating 6 of 10.


Top of Georgia Hostel - Day 8

As we arrived at Dicks Creek Gap, rain was once again in the forecast.  Just as we walked into the parking lot, the van from the Hostel pulled up.  Odometer, the volunteer driver, confirmed that there were a couple of bunks left, but they were filling fast.  This was the time we realized that you can call ahead to these places to make reservations, which a lot of hikers behind us were doing, so I guess we were lucky that we were able to get bunks in the main rooms.  

We were whisked down the hill about .5 to the Hostel.  We met Bob and Carrie and checked in.  We were put in separate rooms, but it was no biggie. We got our showers and put on the provided scrubs so we could get all of our clothes laundered by the staff for $5 each.  


The bunks were soft and roomy and their hiker box had a lot of goodies in it and we did a lot of our resupply from there.  Saving some money for when we would shop later in town.  

The Hostel also provides a shuttle into Hiawassee that we took advantage of, looking like an OR staff as we walked around town in our blue, gray and green scrubs.  After eating a good town meal and doing some resupply, we were picked up and taken back to the Hostel.


I have developed a "clean your plate" habit.

The Hostel once again filled up with people trying to get away of the upcoming weather, but we would be off in the morning, come rain or shine.  The place was very nice.  Along with three rooms in the main building, they had some small cabins that will also accommodate a dog if you had one.  This is a nice sitting area with a couple of guitars for those who dabble and they also have a decent outfitter where you could resupply if you wanted.  The gear selections are small, but if you needed something, they probably have it.  

In the morning, you get to listen to Bob talk about his Thru Hiking theories as you eat the included breakfast of all you can eat cereal, with coffee and juice.  Afterwards, you are whisked back to the trailhead to continue your hike.  Refreshed and enlightened for what is ahead.  

Price: $$ - $25 per person
Remarks: Laundry $5. Resupply on premises. Breakfast included. Pets Ok in outer cabins. Free shuttle into town.
Website: http://www.topofgeorgiahostel.com/
Value: 8
Amenities: 9
Rating 8 of 10.


Standing Bear Farm Hostel - Day 23

We strolled into Standing Bear after an awesome week in the Smokys with super nice weather.  But of course, now there was rain in the forecast and everywhere along the trail was buzzing with "Trail Dayz" fever.  We grabbed our choice of empty bunks in the bunkroom as the van, driven by a crazy looking dude, headed out full of hikers going to the festival.  




I like to describe the Hostel as Unique.  It has a very interesting layout.  There are several buildings at the farm.  Each has its own special use and also I found that each had its own unique smell.  There was the bunk house and next to it, the kitchen.  The laundry building was where you washed your own clothes using a scrub board and double sink.  There was a dryer though and that helped.  

The Hostel had a decent supply of fresh, frozen stuff and they had beer.  They had a store building that had plenty to purchase.  Just about every item was past the expiration date, but that didn't really stop us from doing a full resupply (it was only for two or three days).

Those of us who were foregoing Trail Days hung out around the fire pit and LoGear and I each had our own frozen pizza for dinner.  

The caretaker was Clark.  Clark was a skinny guy that hung out on the porch of the bunkhouse, sitting in his rocking chair and propping his foot up on the porch post.  Clark had a nice long beard and an ever present pack of Marlboros in his shirt pocket.  He told me he was dying of lung cancer.  (I recently learned that Clark passed away not long ago).  Clark was the one who would get your pizza out of the freezer and your beer out of the locked beer building.  Everything else at the Hostel was done on the honor system.  You got a piece of paper and a pencil and you recorded your purchases. Settling up with Clark before you headed out.  


Clark, the innkeeper

I really liked this Hostel stay, mainly due to the way the place was.  It was AT culture at its finest.  Nothing was 5 star and that was ok.  It was AT 5 star though.  





Price: $ - $20 per person, $15 pp, tenting.  
Remarks: Primitive laundry. Resupply on premises, although most stuff out of date. Beer!
Website: http://standingbearfarm.tripod.com/
Value: 7
Amenities: 9
Rating 8 of 10.


The Hostel at Laughing Heart - Day 26

When we rolled into Hot Springs, rain was once again in the forecast.  We arrived at the Hostel early in the day and were able to quickly secure a private room.  The Hostel was guaranteed to fill up tonight as the rain came and came hard.  We showered and got in line for laundry.  Along with the communal bathroom and laundry, was a kitchen you could use.  Outside, there was some covered areas with seats where we could hang out and stay dry.  

All the bunks filled up and there were a few tenters.  I think there is also a lodge type accommodation behind the Hostel, but I don't know the details of it other than it was more expensive.  

The Hostel is basically right on the trail at the edge of town.  There are a number of restaurants, an outfitter and a couple of decent resupply stores a short walk away.  We did the walk, but in the middle of the heavy rain, so we were a little drippy when we walked into the Spring Creek Tavern for lunch.  


Rain filled AT symbol in the sidewalk in Hot Springs

After we completed our town chores and the laundry, we just hung out and drank a few beers.    

The next morning, my back felt not too good and I spent the next three days trying to get it re-aligned and pain free.  I guess the mattress in the private room didn't agree with my back issues.  

Price: $ - $20 for a bunk, $30 for single occupancy private, $25 semi-private and $45 for private. 
Remarks: $5 laundry.
Website: http://www.laughingheartlodge.com/index.php/accommodations/hostel/
Amenities: 8
Rating 6 of 10.

Uncle Johnny's Hostel - Day 31 and 32

After a very challenging Push, that had us dealing with the harshest string of weather so far, we made our way into Erwin to once again find a Hostel next to the trail on the edge of town.  We had stopped early the day before to fight off hypothermia so we arrived later in the day than we usually had so far.  The place was already full as far as the bunkroom and the many small cabins due to once again approaching rain and I think it was the Memorial Day weekend too.  


Heading down into Erwin, the Nolichucky River 

We weren't there for the cabins though as I only wanted to sleep in my hammock from then on if I could, after my bach issue with the last Hostel.  Fortunately there is a fairly new hammock pavilion at the back of the property and there was only one other person in there at the time.  I think you can hang at least six hammocks in there.  It was covered, with a table and an electrical box with four outlets. Each hammock area had an overhead light too.  It was a perfect setup for us.  We could hang, and not need our tarps and everything we needed was under the pavilion, with the restrooms a short walk away.  



Pixie, hanging out in the hammock pavilion

Since we had not taken a zero yet on our Quest, we decided to take one here. The free shuttle into town was very convenient and we used it three times to eat and resupply.


I slept great in the hammock area and when the rain did come in the night, we didn't care at all.  


Mileage sign outside the Hostel

Price: $ - $20 per person in the bunk room. $30 - $95 for the private rooms and cabins. $15 Tenting/Hammock.
Remarks: $5 laundry. Resupply/gear on premises, but Walmart was better. Free Shuttles.
Website: http://www.unclejohnnys.net/
Amenities: 8
Rating 8 of 10.

Next

Part 2 will talk about the Hostels I stayed at when I was hiking solo, both down south and up north.  Stay tuned.  





Saturday, October 14, 2017

Pamola's Quest - Push 20 - The Push to Williamstown, MA - Part 2

Push 20 - The Push to Williamstown, MA - Part 2

The last four days of Push 20 were a pleasant finish to the Phase.  I had a pond to swim in and Mt Greylock to climb, but all would come in good time.  

Day 112 - 8.9 miles - W Cornwall Rd - Bearded Woods Hostel
Day 113 - 16.4 (slackpack) miles - US44 - Salisbury, CT
Day 114 - 13.1 miles - Glen Brook Shelter
Day 115 - 14.3 miles - Tom Leonard Shelter
Day 116 - 11.2 miles - Shaker Campsite
Day 117 - 9.9 miles - Upper Goose Pond Cabin
Day 118 - 17.6 miles - Kay Wood Shelter
Day 119 - 16.9 miles - Mark Noepel Shelter
Day 120 - 9.6 miles - Williamstown, MA - End of Phase II-b of Pamola's Quest


Upper Goose Pond Cabin Adventure

Only a couple other people showed up at the campsite for the night and the morning was dry, but cloudy and breezy.

I ate breakfast with the three students and said my goodbyes as I headed out early as usual.  I didn't have far to go today, but I wanted to arrive early, so I could enjoy the pond and what it had to offer.  

Early in the day, I came to a road crossing.  To the left there was a little shack that said AT Trail Stand.  Next to it, was a young cow, just munching on the grass in the front yard, next to the road.  It was an interesting sight.

Young cow, Mooowing the lawn

After climbing Baldy Mountain, the day was rather easy as I made my way towards the pond and circled around it.  I ate an early lunch and just before Noon, I came to the turnoff to the cabin.  

I arrived at the cabin and saw it was locked and no one was around.  I explored a little and found that the outside door to the upstairs bunk room was open.  I went in and explored the place a bit.  I found a bunk and stowed my gear.  It was time for a swim and some cowboy laundry.

As I was heading down, I met Harvester, a girl who had been doing some hiking on both the PCT and the AT this year, but had gotten off-trail for an injury.  She was from nearby and was there to meet her "hiking partner" who was a sobo, due to arrive soon.

I went down to the pond and went for a swim.  I rinsed the sweat out of my hiking clothes and enjoyed the fresh, cool water for awhile.  I guess I forgot to take the bugnet out of my back pocket and sometime during my swimming and cleaning, it came out and floated away.  Oh well, Karma was still screwing with me.

Calm morning on Upper Goose Pond

The rest of the day I just lounged on the porch of the cabin.  After a while, the incoming caretaker arrived with his wife and a friend.  Also, I few more hikers showed up.

One hiker, Simpleton Extraordinaire and his dog Jameson came in. He had a lot of goodies in his pack including the ingredients for S'mores, which I don't like.  He did give me a bar of chocolate which I really enjoyed as I tried to put a dent in my constant hunger. He also gave me a sip of his whiskey, which gave me a very pleasant glow for a while.  Jameson was pretty cool too.

I took another swim, later in the day and had a decent night's sleep up in the bunk room.  It wasn't my hammock, but it was comfortable enough.

In the morning, the promised pancakes and coffee were served and I left a decent donation to help them continue their service.   


Some Days Are Just Days of Walking

I was able to get on the trail pretty early still, even after the served breakfast.  I had over 17 miles to do today. Today's walk would be just that.  I pretty much just stayed in my head all day and put one foot in front of the other.  There weren't any long climbs or anything.  The one note of the day would be a stop at the Cookie Lady's house.  If she was there, the possibility of cookies and blueberries would be a nice break.

When I arrived at the Cookie Lady's house, there was no one around.  I filled my water, which had a strong sulfur smell and taste, ate a few blue berries that were in a container on the table and relaxed in some nice chairs as I ate a snack.  No cookies, but a good break nonetheless.  

I arrived at the empty shelter area and set up behind the shelter.  I needed water so I headed down the short trail to the source.  While I was down there, I heard lots of voices coming from the shelter.  When I went back up, the shelter was full past capacity.

A freshman orientation group from Yale had arrived.  I had encountered one of these groups, a couple years ago during a day hike in PA and thought it was a good way to get the kids out in the woods before they had to hunker down in their studies.  Now, I had a few other thoughts out here as we were sharing the same resources now.  

The group seemed a bit larger than the recommended 10 people, and they were noisy and clunky.  They put all of their cooking gear (and it was a lot) in the bear box, filling it up.  Luckily, my food bag was already in there, but I did have to dig through their heavy bags to find mine in the morning.  I would encounter other college orientation groups these last couple of days and they all seemed large and clunky.  But, it's all good out here.  We share the forest and there is plenty to go around.

I had some good conversation with the group as I ate my dinner then headed to my hammock for the night.  They had actually asked if there was a certain time that they should be quiet and I told them to just do what they wanted.  That is what ear plugs are for.

They did stay up into the night, with a fire, but it wasn't bad at all.  No one was loud or rowdy and I was able to fall asleep as usual.  


Town Stops are The Bomb

The next morning I had a spring in my step as I packed up and got ready to go.  Today, I was heading into Dalton, MA, which the trail went through and it was only about 2.5 miles away.  I was looking for food, a free shower, a library visit to print my bus ticket and my final resupply of the Phase.  

The town was still waking up as I strolled down its streets. The first stop was at a Cumberland Farms store for some coffee and chocolate.  As I walked through town, heading to the breakfast place on the other side, Mary Jane, a hiker I had met at Upper Goose, stuck his head out of a coffee shop to say hi.  I continued on and went into the Dalton Restaurant for a huge second breakfast.  While I was there, I made a reservation at the Williamstown Motel for my last night and bought a bus ticket home.  It was time to finish this Phase.

When I finished breakfast, I went out front to get my gear and out came Blaze.  The last time I saw him was in Erwin, TN at Uncle Johnny's Hostel.  It was good to see that he had made it all this way.  I crossed the street and entered the Community Center.  I signed in and received a towel.  I went down to the locker room and enjoyed a nice hot shower.

My next stop, was just down the road a bit to the Library.  I needed to print my bus ticket, so I went in and asked if I could use a computer.  I saw one that was a little out of the way, but there was one other guy on the computer next to me.  Now, after my shower I had just put my hiking clothes back on and not my town shirt for some reason, so even though my body was a little cleaner, I still had the smell of adventure all around me.  When I came up to my PC, they guy next to me, made a concerted effort to move all his stuff and himself as far away from me as he could.  I giggled at his Muggleness and went about my business.  He really seemed sensitive to my stench.  Oh well, there was nothing I could do except finish my business and move on.

I printed my ticket and left the library, imagining the huge sigh of relief the Muggle must have heaved when I left.  My next two stops were to pick up a nice sub for lunch/dinner and a couple of 24 oz cans of Genesee Cream Ale for the walk out of town.  Those items would add about 5 lbs to my pack, but were worth the weight in my opinion.  

I bought the last of my resupply and headed out of town, feeling happy and full.  After finishing town and heading back up into the wooded hills, I came upon Fairy Baby and Cave Bear who were taking a break and drinking their own beers.  I figured I had carried one of those beers long enough and joined them for a nice beer break.  

Looking down to the Cheshire reservoir 

With a slightly lighter load, I moved on towards Cheshire, MA.  I leaped frogged the couple once or twice and we rested again at an ice cream store on the edge of town.  After some ice cream, I moved on.  The trail goes through town again, but as I walked the streets, my attention wavered and I missed a turn of the trail.  I had no worries though, as I quickly used my phone to find my way back.  I did get to pass an interesting house on my "reroute" though.

Interesting house in Cheshire

The last part of the day was the start of the climb up Mt. Greylock.  It did get a little intense as I went along, but I just soldiered on and before too long, I was walking into camp.  There was rain in the forecast, which always makes the shelter areas crowded and there was another orientation group at this shelter.  The whole area is kind of on a slope, so I just walked around a bit, passing the tent spots already taken until I could find two trees that would work.  I went up above the shelter and saw an area with two tents set up and a fire going.  I said hello and asked if I could set up next to one of the tents, where two good trees waited.  Dave and his two sons, Collin and Connor welcomed me into their camp for the night.

The threesome were very nice and kept offering me stuff.  They were out for a few days, but were ready to head home as the mountain had been a little more than they could handle.  They were planning their exit of the mountain in the morning. I set up and hung out with them as I ate the last of my sub and drank that last beer.  The rain arrived as darkness fell and we all retired to our shelters.  


Completing the Push and the Phase

The next morning dawned windy and drippy as I packed up for the day.  It was time to finish the climb up Mt. Greylock.  I walked the 3.3 miles to the peak where a large war monument stands.  It was a little foggy as I reached the monument, but the wind was moving the clouds fast.  I climbed up to the top of the monument and looked out all around.  It was clear enough to see pretty far.  

First foggy view of the monument


I came down and started down the mountain.  It was a little slippery from time to time and I did another slip and fall, but it was into soft mud with my shoulder and I only got a little of the Greylock mud on me.  I came off the mountain with my ipod singing in my ear and came to MA Route 2.  The ending point of this Phase.

Williamstown from the sides of Mt Greylock

I walked a little bit more north to find one more treasure hunt item form AWOL's Guide and then started walking towards Williamstown.  It was early and I had only gone 9.6 miles so far, so the 1.5 to the Motel would be easy.  

I stopped at a pizza place and ate some lunch before crossing the highway and checking into the Motel right at the 1400 check in time.  

After a shower, I walked another 1.5 into town and had a beer and some fries at the Purple Pub then picked up a six pack for back at the Motel.  On the way back I also stopped and bought a sandwich for the next day and a stick of deodorant. 

The rest of the evening was spent converting my pack into bus mode and watching TV shows on my phone.  I decided to retire the old Half-Crocks at this time.  One of them had snagged on a tree and ripped off one side of the heel strap and I figured it was time to get something new.  They had served me well enough, but my cutting them had compromised their structural integrity without very much weight savings.  

Time to say ba-bye to the Half-Crocks

It had taken me 24 days to hike 334 miles and tomorrow I would travel that distance and then some in about 10 hours.  It was time to complete the Phase and re-enter the Matrix.  The Other World.

Back to the Matrix

I was up early the next day as usual and after a quick breakfast in the lobby, I started walking to the bus stop.  As I started walking down the road, I saw a group of four hikers heading the same way.  Eventually, I let them catch up to see who they were.  They had been out for a couple of days and were taking the same bus down to the first stop.

I arrived at the Hotel where the bus stop was and had some time until the bus arrived, so I sat in the lobby and caught up on some trail journal entries.  Before I knew it, the bus was here and I was on it as it started on its way to New York.

It was interesting watching the changing scenery outside the bus as we went from rural Massachusetts town to the busiest city in this hemisphere.  I had fun doing a lot of people watching from the bus as we worked our way down into Manhattan.  Of course, the bus arrived at the Port Authority Terminal, well after the time my second bus was due to leave.  I went up to the ticket counter to see what I had to do and was shown where to go to catch the next bus.  

I headed down to the proper gate and grabbed some food for dinner.  Before too long, there was a bus at the gate and I'm not sure if it was the right bus, but it was going to the right place, so I boarded and soon, we were out of the city and starting through New Jersey.  

Leaving New York

The ride back to Baltimore was uneventful.  I finished the last book of the Lord of the Rings Trilogy that I had been listening to the whole Phase and not too long after dark, we were pulling into the bus station once again, like I had in June when I finished the first Phase of the Quest.

LoGear was in the parking lot waiting and 20 minutes later, I was back at home, where all the comforts of the Matrix are.  Within a few hours, I was already thinking about when I would complete the last two Phases of the Quest.  I will be a part of the Class of 2018 on the Trail.  I'm not done hiking this year just yet, but I won't be doing new train again until the winter snows have melted and a new spring has arrived.  

I'm torn between wanting to get my first traverse of the Trail complete and taking my time to be able to keep enjoying the journey.  But, if all goes as planned, next season will see me completing this Quest and then I will start looking for the answer to the question every Hiker has...  What's next?

I think my next article will be about the Hostels I stayed in during these journeys.  Stay tuned.

Peace,
EarthTone and LoGear



Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Pamola's Quest - Push 20 - The Push to Williamstown, MA - Part 1

Push 20 - The Push to Williamstown, MA - Part 1

Push 20 covered the next 117.9 miles and would take me another nine days to complete.  There was a possibility that I could continue on from there, get a ride up to Monson or get off trail once again.  I wanted to leave my options open, but was pretty sure I would be ready to see my bride again and most likely complete this year's Quest miles, continuing on next season.  

Day 112 - 8.9 miles - W Cornwall Rd - Bearded Woods Hostel
Day 113 - 16.4 (slackpack) miles - US44 - Salisbury, CT
Day 114 - 13.1 miles - Glen Brook Shelter
Day 115 - 14.3 miles - Tom Leonard Shelter
Day 116 - 11.2 miles - Shaker Campsite
Day 117 - 9.9 miles - Upper Goose Pond Cabin
Day 118 - 17.6 miles - Kay Wood Shelter
Day 119 - 16.9 miles - Mark Noepel Shelter
Day 120 - 9.6 miles - Williamstown, MA - End of Phase II-b of Pamola's Quest

The Bearded Woods Hostel 

There was some rain early in the morning, but it had stopped by 06. I wasn't in much of a hurry today, having less than 9 miles to do, but my routine is fairly efficient now and I was ready to go by 0730.  Firefly was still fast asleep in the shelter, having taken some benadryl to treat a bee sting he had received at the CT border, so I didn't want to disturb him by talking to him.  I knew he wasn't interested in spending money at a Hostel, so I wasn't sure I would see him again.  I never would be able to catch up to him again, but heard that he was just ahead and had mentioned me to one or two other hikers.  I would miss his conversation during the rest of the Push.

I hit a road around four miles in and while I was resting there, a truck pulled up to drop off some Sobo hikers.  I recognized the driver as Hudson, the proprietor of the Hostel and mentioned that I would see him in a couple of hours after I walk over a few more mountains.  He said to text him when I hit a gap about 2 miles out and he would be there at the road crossing.  

I moved along well and sent my text as I moved through the gap, arriving at the road crossing at exactly Noon.  Hudson pulled up five minutes later and we were off to his place.  It is a few miles off trail, so getting a ride there was pretty important. 

We arrived at the place and I settled into my bunk in the basement.  I showered up and gathered my clothes for laundry, which they do.  They have loaner clothes that you can wear while your laundry was being done, but the were mostly medium sized.  I may have lost a lot of weight out here, but I will most likely never be a medium again.  I did find a pair of pants to wear and just put my rain jacket on up top until I had clean clothes again.

Heading down to the Hostel area

I enjoyed the short day and just hung out and relaxed.  Hudson offered me a nice smoked salmon salad sandwich which was so delicious and hit the spot perfectly.  It was turning into a nice day.

Hudson offers a free slack pack if you stay a second night.  He will drop you off at the same spot he picked me up and meet me in Salisbury to ride back to the Hostel for another night.  I decided it would be a fun thing to try and signed up for the next day.

Later in the day, that day's slackers came back for the night.  It was Babbit and Shower Queen, who I had first met at Fingerboard Shelter.  They said the slackpack was great and I was looking forward to trying it out in the morning.  There was also a father, son there who were sectioning CT, using the Hostel as home base.  We had some good conversation as I cooked a pizza for dinner.


Giving a Slackpack a Try

The next morning, we all arose and had a nice breakfast before being flung to our various starting places.  I was dropped off where I had been picked up the previous day, which I was happy to.  I am in no way a purist of any sort, but I have kind of liked to be continuously heading north during this Quest.  It just feels right.

The others were dropped off further up north where I would be ending my day today. I headed up the first hill of the day with my very light pack and it felt good.  The Hostel provides small day packs and I only had the day's needs.  Food, water, rain gear and that was about it.  It is such a special feeling to have a light load and showed me the value of keeping my regular load as light as possible.  

I seemed to just float along the trail.  Nothing really taxed me very much.  I did still sweat and huff and puff from time to time, but I also recovered pretty quickly and kept a pretty fast pace.  After several short ups and down, I headed down to the Housatonic River and walked by Falls Village.  I had brought a few pieces of pizza for lunch and would stop from time to time and eat one at my leisure.  


View

Another View

Soon I was climbing up Mt Prospect.  When I got to the top, I saw a couple resting and we talked a bit.  At first they asked me if I hiked around here often.  I guess they thought I was a day hiker.  I told them to not let the daypack fool them.  I smelled just as bad as they did.  We discussed slackpacking for a bit.  One thing I mentioned, that they agreed to was the slight feeling of a time crunch.  I had a daily goal and needed to get there before too long, so I felt an imagined urgency to get the day's hike done.  This was all frivolous of course and not a real concern, but I felt it nonetheless.

I arrived in Salisbury in 6.7 hours. Completing 16.4 miles at about a 2.5 mph pace.  This was the fastest I had travelled this distance the whole Quest.  A slackpacking success.

I texted Hudson to let him know I was finished and went into the local grocery store to get some drinks for the night and a very small resupply as I waited.  Scrambles and Grouch came by too and we talked a bit.  

Hudson showed up pretty quick and Kitchen Sink was in the truck with him.  She was coming in for the night too.  We went back to the Hostel and cleaned up once again.  I tell ya, having a shower two days in a row and also having your clothes cleaned again is a luxury that is pretty rare on the Trail.  It was nice.  Big Lu cooked us a nice steak dinner for a very reasonable price and we all enjoyed eating until we were full.

After another night in a bed it was time to get going again with my full pack.  I enjoyed the slackpacking experience and will probably do it again.  It is a good break from the normal 30 lb pack.  It gives you the boost you need when things are tough.


Tripping Out of Connecticut

The next morning was cool and calm.  After another great breakfast, we all once again went to our assigned vehicles and were transported back to the Trail.  Stays like these always put me in a weird mood.  I am both antsy to get going and reluctant to leave the comfort of the Matrix that I have been able to once again plug into at the Hostel.  

Getting that taste of the Other World, the world of TV and WiFi and home cooked meals and not having to prepare for rain or any other weather event, makes me rather homesick for a while.  But, there are miles to walk and walk I must do, so I shake it off and get to walking. 

I started moving well and made my way up the easy side of Bear Mountain.  I passed Kitchen Sink as she headed south for the day and soon I descending down the hard side of the mountain.  I carefully made my way down the damp scrambles and soon the terrain smoothed out and I started to pick up speed as I approached the border of MA.  The last state I would hike in this Phase of the Quest.

I was moving good through a grove of pines and as I walked over a rooty section, my foot came down off center and tried to turn on me.  My usual immediate response is to dig in my poles as I try to shift my weight off the turning ankle.  This seemed to help with the ankle, but my momentum kept me going forward and soon the weight on my back was unbalanced and I started to go down face first. 

Where I tripped over the border

I opened my hands and landed on my poles in what felt like slow motion.  I lay on the ground for a few seconds, taking an assessment of any injuries and waiting for any tell tale pain to tell me some bad news.  I was fine though, so I unbuckled, slip out of my pack and stood up.  All was well, with the exception of some sore hands and one knee that took the brunt of the fall.  I continued on, noticing that I had just crossed the border into MA.  I guess I tripped over the border somehow.  


MA

The day's hike next took me through Sages Ravine. A very cool couple of miles with a lot of nice swimming holes that would have been a great relief on a hot day.  But the day was still cool and it was still early, so I continue on.  

I caught up to Scrambles and Grouch once again and slowed my pace to stay a decent distance behind them.  I didn't feel like passing and leading, so I kept myself slow enough to stay behind them.  Before I started up Mount Everett, which had some nice wooden steps drilled into the large rock faces we had to climb, I came upon a threesome who were taking a break.  Two of them were Q-Tip and Donkey who I had met on a mountain top the day before during my slack pack and with them was the notorious Sinatra.  I gave him a knowing smile when he introduced himself as "just Kris" and said "I know who you are", but in a friendly way.  I held no bias towards him.  


Wooden steps up the rockface

We all once again took a nice break at a picnic table near a pond where there was some awesome iced water in a cooler and plenty of jugs to replenish your bottles with.  There was also a Ridge Runner there hanging out.  My day was almost over, but the rest still had 8.5 miles to go to the next major road crossing that would take them into town, so we all eventually moved on.

I got to the shelter area and found a real nice spot in the pine grove, made some dinner and got ready to get back to hammock hanging after two nights in a bed.  Later, a trio of young kids came into camp and headed for the shelter.  I would spend the next couple of nights at the same places as them.


Nice campsite



Rainy Days of Walking

The rain started early in the morning, but it wasn't too heavy and didn't effect the camp breakdown.  I headed out, carefully making my way down slippery rocks as I descended Mt Bushnell.  Today was just going to be one of those days of walking.  It would rain a little, then stop, but it never cleared up.  There weren't too many good places to stop and rest today, so I just kept walking.


Took a break here

There was an antique store that sold sodas, so I bought one and ate my lunch in front of the store, looking like a homeless man as the rain started up again.  I just sat on the ground, shoved my pack under a table that was there and ate a quick tortilla of meat and cheese.  Then, it was time to walk some more.

My feet needed some drying out when I arrived at camp, so I set up quickly, got out of my wet clothes and relaxed in my warm, dry, hammock.  I had thought about maybe moving on another five miles on this day and maybe arriving in Williamstown a day early, but the later part of the day was challenging enough to deter that plan and I was happy to stop as planned and get ready for an easier day in the morning.

I was going to only hike 11.2 the next day, so I could hike another short day to arrive at Upper Goose Pond Cabin, which is a must stay place along the trail.


Trail Magic

The next morning, the rain was leaving the area and the forest still dripped with moisture.  I sat and talked for a bit with the three young kids.  They were all from Boston College and were out for a few days before classes started and Other World life continued.  

I needed some water since I didn't want to do the .25 walk to the spring the day before, so I planned on heading down to Beartown State Forest for a long break and to replenish.

I took the .6 trail to the picnic/camping area around a nice lake and rested while eating.  I had checked my food bag and it looked like I was at least a meal short, but I wasn't too worried.  I figured that I would be able to pick something up near the trail later on.

As I was heading out, I saw a ranger talking to a couple in a small Winnebago, so I went over to ask him if he knew of any close stores at the next road crossing.  He couldn't help, but he said this couple may be able to help.  I looked in and saw 8-Track, who I had met around DWG I think.  The trailer was theirs and his wife, Angel Princess was meeting him from time to time for support.  He had been sick, so had taken a couple zeros to feel better.  I stayed outside the trailer as I talked to them.  


Angel Princess and 8-Track. Awesome people!

They started offering me food and of course, I turned nothing down.  Before too long, Angel Princess had cooked me a nice breakfast of eggs and I now peaches for lunch and one of 8-Tracks homemade dried meals for later.  It was the trail providing in the most magical way.  They really made my day special.

I headed back to the trail and felt great as I completed the short day.  As I was approaching the day's campsite, I was behind two nice smelling day hikers.  I saw them stop and came up to see a beautiful owl sitting in a tree near the trail.  We all took some photos and moved on.


Who are you?

I arrived at the campsite and found a nice place away from the tent platforms.  The three kids came in and we had some nice conversation as I watched them improvise a small tent, a tarp and some netting into something to sleep under for the night.  It actually came out pretty nice.  

I ate dinner and settled in for the night.  Tomorrow was Upper Goose Pond.

Next: The last four days of the Push and the Phase.

Peace,
EarthTone and LoGear