Doug rejoined me as crew member today, and we had a
wonderful day. Bohn Lake, Greenwood and Mecan River in particular were great
trails: beautiful and highly runnable. There was one stretch in Mecan River, I
believe, where the trail pops you out onto a gorgeous meadow. There were rolled
hay bales dotting the field and the path for hikers was lined with waving
grasses. Very cool.
Chaffee Creek was interesting, because it takes you under
I-39 twice. At one point you walk through an enormous metal culvert with the
creek rushing through; there’s a handy concrete sidewalk on one side. The day
ended with the start of another long connecting route. Doug handed off to Ed,
who will be with me for much of the weekend.
Last night I stayed at the Mecan River House B&B. An IAT
connecting route passes right in front of the inn! Handy. Innkeeper Agnes is
very sweet. She let me do my laundry and made sure I had just what I wanted to
eat and drink in the morning. Another great selection for a place to stay when
you’re hiking. (Oh, and the river runs right behind her inn – it’s beautiful.)
500 miles away from
home
People keep asking me how many miles I’ve walked. Truth is,
I don’t know. That’s surprising for me, because I’m normally the kind of person
who tracks everything. You’d expect me to be tallying my daily mileage down to
the tenth of a mile, and know exactly how far I’ve walked and how far I have
yet to go. But I haven’t done anything of the sort.
I think I got thrown off in the beginning by my knee tweak
and blister infection, plus the rough paths. I didn’t want to think about
having 900 or 1,000 miles to go, even if it sounded impressive to think I’d
already covered 100 or 200 or 300. It was simply too daunting. I preferred to
take things one day at a time, one hour at a time, one step at a time. Still
do.
That being said, I’m pretty sure that today I’m roughly halfway through my epic adventure. And that’s pretty darn exciting.
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