morvasaaty/AppalachianTrail-LD-Hikers-Blogs-and-Weather-20-years huggingface dataset:
Date: 2008-08-16
From: Melville Nauheim Shelter

To: Story Spring Shelter
Miles today: 17.4
Weather: scattered clouds

This morning was going to be a first, it seemed a little strange saying goodbye to Sprite & Freckles. This was the second time in 4-1/2 months that we would not see each other at the end of the day. Although we would be meeting down the trail in a couple of days, it was still a little odd. I hope they all have a great time today.Today was actually better than I thought, especially after the first 8 miles.It wasn't until taking a break at the Goddard Shelter did I get my first view of blue sky and feel the sun.Several North & South bounders were here soaking up the rays that were coming from an opening amid the tall fir trees. On this little patch of grass were new faces "Trail Fox" and "T-Bone". Just up the hill from the shelter was a firetower that had been built in 1927. I climbed up and really enjoyed the view.I thought of how there were the lucky few, who once, actually manned these towers all day for a living. I suppose it could get boring after awhile, but I would never get tired of the view. I got a good look of the mountains in which I have come from and those to where I am going.Although my knees might speak differently, I find it hard to beleive that I have actaully climbed and walked these mountains for the past 1600 miles? It has just been an amazing journey. I know the latter sounds so cliche', but it has truly been amazing.I noticed today more so, than the past few, of the subtle changes occurring around me. The woods are changing a little in their appearance as I continue North. There are little whisps of fall in the air, just letting me know another season is on it's way, and I am noticing fresh leaves that are beginning to fall along the trail.There has been no rain today and the blue sky is a great mood lifter, that's great because I was already feeling fine and it only got better.The trail is less muddy and for the first time in days, I can see the tops of my boots are beginning to dry.I have enjoyed hiking with "Medium Rare", he has become a good friend.We both pitched our tents away from the Story Spring Shelter once we arrived. The air is getting cool again tonight. I will be glad to get some warmer clothes however, I chose not to have my warmer sleeping bag sent. I hope that isn't going to be a mistake?
Date: 2008-08-19
From: Manchester Center

To: Lost Pond Campsite
Miles today: 14.8

It was a heavy rain that lasted all night. It was still raing this morning with a thick fog and cool temps, quite the contrast from yesterday.Sprite made scrambled eggs and cheese muffins for our breakfast, another surprise from this wonderful trail angel.Afterward, Jeff drove the three of us to the P.O. so S&F could mail off some items. We were dropped off at the trailhead and expressed our thanks to Jeff. The trail was muddy and it rained on & off all day. I wore my jacket the same way, on and off all day.The climb up Bromely Mountain brought us out onto an actual ski slope heading for the top. Once there, we found a lookout platform but more importantly was a warming hut. It was used by the ski patrol in the winter but remains open for hikers. Just being out of the rain and thick fog was welcome relief. I had some snacks and warmed up with some wine. There was even a working telephone inside so I made a quick long distance call. The fog was so thick others had difficulty finding the trail. We warmed up, refreshed then headed back out.We leap frogged with John, Kelly & Dutch all day. The 2 big climbs today were Bromley Mountain and Styles peak at 3,394 ft. By 4:30 I arrived at the Peru Peak Shelter by Griffith Lake. John & Kelly were going to stay here even though it was a pay shelter. This is new to us, here in the north there are places in which a caretaker camps nearby and comes around collecting money from those who stay here. I chose instead to go another 4.7 miles to the Lost Pond Campsite.This site has had the shelter built and burned down twice. Sounds like someone has an issue? I found where the shelter had once stood. I pitched my tent in a somewhat not so muddy patch of earth. Tenting near me is a father and son named Don & Nick they call themselves the "Minnesota Twins". They flew in today, accessed a trail head, then hiked to here and set up camp. They are hiking a few days before Nick goes back to college. After my chores they offered me the rest of their pasta soup. It was warm and delicious, Thanks guys. It is rare to have food shared among thru-hikers as everyone has the ravenous appetite. Section hikers usually are carrying too much and are glad to get rid of the excess. I still had to have some bagels and cheese to get topped off.Darkness had come early both with gray sky and being under the forest canopy.I had seen my breath several times throughout the day, the presence of Moose is becoming more frequent and the forest has more and more Fir & Pines. I have the feeling of truly being north, the timing of receiving my warmer gear was perfect. (should I be surprised?) The climbs up today offered a good view despite the fog. It feels good to be in the mountains, it feels good to be alive and especially good to be on the AT.
Date: 2008-08-20
From: Lost Pond Campsite

To: Minerva Hinchey Shelter
Miles today: 15.0
Weather: scattered clouds

I was a little concerned this morning that Sprite & Freckles had not showed up?Although they both are quite capable, there is always the possibility of injury?I left a note on the trail indicating my destination for tonight would be the Minerva Hinchey Shelter 15 miles from here.Today was a solo walk in solitude, a perfect day to go deep into my thoughts where ever my mind would take me? I crossed a very narrow suspension bridge and followed the river that had raging water with waterfalls and large boulders. This was the scene that post cards were made of, however getting a good picture was difficult.The forest became Pine and Hemlocks and had a different sound of quiet about it? In a couple of places I came upon an area that was covered with rock cairns of all sizes. It had an enchanted forest feel, not only was it so cool to look at, but I couldn't help thinking what a great use of rocks? This is what should be done with them in Pennsylvania.I arrived at the shelter at about 4:30 p.m. I briefly met a southbounder "Half Gallon" who continued on south. Here tonight are 2 more SOBO's (South Bounders) named "Chevlegs" and "Slowmaster". Tenting near me is "Little John", he is doing the Long trail.We all ate at the shelter and had a fire. The forecast finally is indicating a break in the weather, it is suppose to be clear for the next week.Although today was clear, the trail is mostly a flowing creek and pockets of deep mud. I have developed what I call the "Vermont Mud Dance". It is a rhythmic 2 step going from side to side, with an occassional hop & bop to step on a log or edge of trail to avoid the mud. The object is to see how long I can keep my feet dry.This Appalachian Trail Dance has become the norm in my hiking. It is now dark and I have settled in my tent for the night. Still no sign of S&F. This is a bit strange but we'll see what tomorrow brings?
Date: 2008-08-26
From: Hanover

To: Conway N.H. ( 25A to Glencliff) 
Miles today: 9.8

We packed up early and had a quick breakfast at the gas station. Enterpise Car Rentals were picking us up in front of the outfitters. We were driven to the next town in order for Freckles to process the paperwork. Afterward we did a 10 mile slack with a key exchange as we passed each other on the trail. I was going south and ran into Chaco, Wak-A-Pak and Johnny Thunder. I haven't seen them for 1000 miles since Daleville VA. The time I had taken off when Kim flew down to see me had seperated me from a lot of people I would regularly run into. Since then, I have lost contact with many good folks, however I have met many new people as well. So goes life on the AT.Upon reaching the car at a trailhead, I drove to pick up Sprite & Freckles. Along the way I ran into Gonzo at a store. He had hitched in for some food. I waited and drove him, the 5 or so miles back to the trail head.Next I met Sprite & Freckles, we were now headed 2-1/2 hours away to Conway New Hampshire. Sprite's cousin owned a condo on Christmas Mountain there. That was the point of the rental, we had permission to use the condo for a week or so. We are going to slack-pak part of the Whites and stay here.This only happens in fairy tales. We drove through some of the mountains we would be climbing and touching the sky. They were impressive!The town of Conway was a touristy ski town with alot of quaint shops, an L.L. Bean Outlet and much more. We stopped at the grocery store for supplies and dinner, then arrived at the somewhat secluded condo. From the living room picture window I could look out and see Mt. Washington. I didn't know that for several days as the top of the mountain was always covered with clouds most of the year.We showered, did laundry and chillaxed in style. This was too much happening too quickly, I couldn't believe I was actually here living like this and hiking the AT? The proper words have escaped me right now.The drives to the trail would eventually get shorter as we hiked closer through this area. It was getting late and we had a very early morning to drive 2-1/2 hrs back, be dropped off while the others drive to the other end of our planned section. This was going to be hectic for a few days, but so worth it.
Date: 2008-08-27
From: Conway N.H.

To: Conway N.H (Goose Pond Rd )
Miles today: 14.0

Leaving at 05:15, it was a long drive back to the trail head. Again I was heading south which I really don't mind. Today I ran into the New Hampshire Boys, Jack Corey & Taylor. They actually live near here and had taken a few days off to attend Jack's sister's wedding. They were hiking with 2 of their cousins. It was good to see them again, We first met on our first night out on the Approach Trail back in Georgia. I always get a kick out of them.It's funny, you can be a few hours,a few miles or even a few minutes ahead or behind someone and never see them for hundreds of miles or several months or ever again for that matter? This slacking has given me the opportunity to see old friends once again, A small yet rewarding gift in itself.I ran into John & Kelly again, always a pleasure and a NOBO from England named "Long Step". The section today brought me from Goose Pond Road back to Hanover. Freckles had parked the car near the soccer field where we had camped and left yesterday.As I came out of the woods through our old tent site I ran into Butterfly Moon, Fire Socks and Tower whom were now camping there. We briefly spoke but the girls would be waiting for me so I had to hurry.We also ran into one of the Jersey Girls, the other sister was off the trail with Giardia, I have met a few people out here recovering from that.We had dinner and showered after the long drive back. We packed up in preparation for the 2 days we would be out before returning.I was able to call Karly tonight which really made my day. She was babysitting Caden while Jeannette & Chris were at Julian's school.Another great day, but it is time to sleep.
Date: 2008-08-29
From: Smarts Mt. Fire Tower

To: Conway N.H.
Miles today: 10.0

As I opened my eyes, I could see looking up through the panes of glass that the sky was beginning to come alive with beautiful colors. I slept well last night and awoke feeling exceptionally good.Unzipping and coming out of my bag, I stood in awe, watching the sunrise burst and bathing the silhoutte of the mountains into a tapestry of blues, purple, orange, red and every shade in between. It was magnificent!There's something about being on a mountain that gives you a special feeling.As I stand here looking out, I feel less as a person of flesh and more like the energy of the sky and wildnerness that surrounds me.It is the feeling of having been given a special gift in which you possess a special power, one that allows you to see the world differently and therefore think differently? Or, maybe it's the feeling of being closer to God and sharing in the knowing that you matter, and are apart of something much greater?Once the sun began to climb into the sky, I made a hasty breakfast, threw on my pack, and left in search of other wonders that may lie ahead on the other side of the mountain.Today would only be 10 miles before I reached the car that Freckles & Sprite had left the day before. It would be a long day in driving to pick them up and return to Conway. We had decided to take a zero tomorrow for a couple of reasons. First, we needed to formalize a plan that allowed us to take full advantage of the car and condo in order to experience the "Whites" to it's fullest. Second, there is a severe storm headed this way, The condition for hiking will have worsened, the milage would be low and visibility would be nil.I know I have waited too long and traveled too far to be missing out on any part of this spectacular range. I have read and heard many opinions about the "Whites". Most entail fear and apprehension, while others are eager for the experience.The feeling I have, is like when I was waiting to begin this journey, chomping at the bit and anxious to get started. For me the "Whites" embody and symbolize an essence of the trail that is unsurpassed anywhere else. Being here is not only a milestone but a right of passage as well.Two analagies that I can relate to regarding the Whites are:1.) The AT has been an approach trail leading to here.2.) The trail since Georgia, up until now has been foreplay, now it's time to really get it on.Either way, with all it's Majesty and potential dangers the mystique of the "Whites" is a lure that would be difficult to resist.We finally arrived back to the condo, Sprite had previously left a voice mail message to Medium Rare, inviting him to share in Trail magic and a zero day. We finally heard back from him and I drove another hour each way to pick him up.The rest of the night was spent enjoying good conversation, good food, good drink, good times with good friends.
Date: 2008-08-30
From: Conway N.H.

To: Conway N.H.
Miles today: 0.0

Zero doesn't necessarily mean nothing, notta, zip. On the AT it can easily translate into a day of many chores or leisure and rest? Fortunately the latter is what today is, which started with a real breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage and very blue, blueberry pancakes, and of course there were little debbies for dessert.In fact, as long as we have been staying here, the center piece on the dining room table has been a basket of Little Debbies, both regular and Little Debbie in a Prom dress.We rented DVD's and watched The Bucket List, Into The Wild, Little Miss Sunshine and Into Thin Air. That pretty well chewed up the day. Although it didn't rain alot here in the lower elevation, there was a wicked storm and cloud system that covered Mt. Washington and the other surrounding mountains.The ominous clouds were enough, however the local weather information confirmedjust how bad of a front was above us. I later learned from those whom were at elevation today, that they really took a pounding, were thoroughly soaked and ended up just hunkering down in place inside their tents.Taking a Zero today was a good call. These next several days are going to be demanding and require our full attention. Tomorrow will start early and I already feel the electricity amping up inside me.
Date: 2008-09-02
From: Conway N.H

To: Conway N.H.
Miles today: 13.4

It costs $27.00 to drive a vehicle to the top of Mt. Washington. For that you get a bumper sticker, a CD with loads of information with some of the history involving Mt. Washington and best of all, you get to see the world and rugged landscape surrounding from 6,288 ft.We had dropped Freckles off first, Sprite & I both started from the top heading North. I hung around about 40 minutes until the gift shop opened. Unfortunately, I didn't find anything very unique and bought only a small patch.The winds were only 45 mph with 75 miles visibility. Another beautiful clear day, another gift to receive and enjoy.For the past 2 days the trail above tree-line has been marked with large rock cairns, some standing taller than me. They stand at attention, like sentinals marking the way. Some were only a few yards from the next, I can only imagine how poor the visibilty from the rain and fog must get in order for them having to be so close?After passing Madison Hut, the trail became extremely difficult. The climbs were steep however the downhills were worse. The pain in my knees was excruciating, it had been awhile since the pain had been this severe.Every step had to be thought about rather than random placement of foot.This was partially due to the steep and tretcherous condition of the trail and also to try and minimze as much as possible the pain associated with every step. This would not be the place to take a fall, one misplaced step and at best it wouldn't be pretty.Eventually I was back below tree line. The weather was warm with occassional gusts that nearly knocked me over a couple of times. The pain from the long downhills had drained me by the time I reached Pinkham Notch. My pace had been slowed right down. So much so, that Sprite & Freckles had already arrived and were eating in the restaurant next to the lodge.I just sat outside while they finished their meal and socialized with others at their table. I was tired and wincing as I stretched out my knee back and forth trying to find a comfortable position. On the way back we did a hasty resupply for the next couple of days. I showered, ate something and went to bed. Come on knees, we have come this far together, just a little while longer.I'm asking you nice, however make no mistake, I will drag your sorry hinges the rest of the way to Katahdin if I have too. Remember, Pain is nice, pain is fun....pain is your friend. Good night.
Date: 2008-09-04
From: Eliza Brook Shelter.

To: Conway N.H.
Miles today: 8.8

Still excited about last night, I packed up and hit the trail by 06:43. I was hoping that I would see the bear again. My camera is always at the ready as I have it attached to my left shoulder strap on my chest for easy access.Today's hike would be a short 8.8 miles, however along the way I ran into "Y" & "Vigil Auntie" These are 2 great gals that won't let any hardships remain an obstacle for long. Between their stays at B&B's and appetite for ice cream, they have been dubbed "Team Ala Mode". It is always a pleasure to run into them.This would be another Nero day to run errands and then kick back. Upon reaching the trail head at Franconia Notch, I met an older woman sitting near the car, her name was "Nona from Nowhere".She appearred to be a bit distraught and was almost near panic, about not having enough fuel for her stove. At first I topped off her bottle, then ended up giving her all my fuel. This seemed to make her happy. I was unable to give her a ride to where ever it was she wanted to go, as it was in the opposite direction and quite a ways from where I needed to travel. It would take atleast an hour to reach the rendezvous point for Sprite & Freckles as it was.The trail was a short distance from where I was able to park. I probably walked 2 tenths of a mile until I found them sitting at the side of the road. Thor and Hornswaggle happened to be on the otherside of the road hitch hiking. Trail magic happened for them as we crammed them in and drove them to the McDonalds in Lincoln. They were going to stay at the hostel and play minature golf after they met up with "Hobo Joe".Later, I made the call to my employer requesting an extension to my leave of absence? He seemed to be ok with it, but I would find out later. I also called Kim and learned she had fallen and cut her elbow open requiring stitches last night. I know she was in a lot of pain, I could hear it in her voice. I felt bad that I could not comfort her.Reality hit again for a little while that this trip will actually be over soon. The thought of this bums me out, so I must get back in the moment. There is still so much to see. I keep reminding myself, no matter what, I am one of the lucky few actually living their dream.
Date: 2008-09-05
From: Conway N.H.

To: Galehead Hut
Miles today: 14.2
Weather: scattered clouds

This morning I was dropped off at Crawford Notch and heading south. Today will be an over nighter. The day started with a long climb, The woods had a good feel this morning. That's kind of misleading as they always feel good, maybe I was just feeling good?Near Ethan Pond, the trail became level and an easy walk. I came upon John & Kelly, we stoped briefly, got caught up, then continued on our seperate ways. They had said the trail ahead would be mostly an easy and enjoyable walk. They were right, it was enjoyable, especially for being here in the Whites.The trail went up once again for another 2000 feet. The North Twin Spur and South Twin Mountain were just over 4900 ft. It still was a great day and plenty of scenery, I could never get enough of this.After about 14 miles, I came upon Galehead Hut. I was the first thru-hiker to arrive this afternoon so I was able to get a work for stay. The Croo here tonight is Ashley, Alex & Abby. I was told so far they only have 2 guests tonight, several others had to cancel their reservations.I was also informed there would be plenty of food for dinner as a result.Some things just work out for the best. Not only did I have plenty to eat, I was also given a bunk in my own room. This just doesn't happen to a thru-hiker, rare at best, but it certainly happened for me. Much better accomodations than on the dining room floor.Very grateful, I was ready to work. They could have worked me like a dog and it would have been ok with me. My first job was to shake out and refold the wool blankets on all the bunks. The bunks were stacked 3 high, 12 bunks to a room, x 4 rooms with 2 blankets per bunk. (96 blankets). I took several blankets out side at a time and hung them on the hand rail. The wind was blowing so fiercely, all I had to do was hold one end and the wind did the rest.My next job was to clean out a food and grease basin under the sink. Done!I was eager and looking for more work, but there was just nothing more that needed to be done. Now having all the time to myself, I browsed through some books on the shelf, then spoke with the 2 guests Cheryl & Alice and some hikers who stopped in to eat, then continued on.I also met a couple named Peter & Pat, they were both originally from Indianapolis as well, (small world). I had dinner with the Croo Alex & Abby. Ashley had left earlier and hiked down the mountain to attend a wedding or something tomorrow.A good day, a full stomach, and a warm bunk, this has all the makings of a good night's sleep. I layed in bed listening to the wind howl outside. God it's good to be alive!
Date: 2008-09-07
From: Conway N.H.

To: Conway N.H.
Miles today: 0.0

We all slept in, then eventually left for Gorham. We met up with Medium Rare at a hiker motel called The Colonial Fort Inn. We probabaly would be staying here ourselves in a couple of days. We then enjoyed a Mexican lunch complete with Margaritas. Afterward we all resupplied at Walmart then dropped Medium Rare back off. As we arrived, John & Kelly were there. We all had a reunion in the parking lot then eventually said our goodbyes and returned to the condo. This was going to be our last night there, so we cleaned and vacuumed, ate the rest of the Little Debbie's that made up the table center piece and washed all the sheets.Despite the weather, it had been an excellent day and was good to hang out with Medium Rare again.