Date: 2008-05-15
From: eagle's nest shelter

To: port clinton, PA
Miles today: 8.6
Weather: scattered clouds

Woke up at 5 today. A couple women decided they needed to get up at 5 to make it the measly 9 miles into town. They kept shining their light in my eyes and made a ton of noise. Literally got the entire shelter up. Not happy.We got going a half hour or so after they left since we were already up. Caught and blew by them in an hour. Laughed at their umbrellas. As they struggled up a hill.An otherwise uneventful ridgerun into town. We finished up this ridge, it lasted over 30 miles. That's some nice ridge running. We were coming to the S-something river, pronounced school kill. The trail dropped a thousand feet in .4 miles. Really intense. At least we were descending. That was probably the steepest section of trail yet. Lots of fun on the mud.We came to Port Clinton. Checked out the town. There was a creepy guy squatting in the pavilion hikers can stay in for free. We decided we would push on if he stayed there.Continued on to 3 C's restaurant for breakfast. Had the nibbler platter which had at least one of the following: egg, bacon, sausage, ham, pancake, french toast, biscuit and gravy, chipped beef gravy over toast, and homefries. That made us less hungry. I probably could have finished another one.Checked out the outfitter and they gave us a map to the Yuengling brewery. Got a couple small things.TB's friend Felicia picked us up and drove us to Pottsville to the brewery for the tour. She got lost and picked us up late, and we had a sob story ready should they say we were too late for the tour, but they caught us up to the group. This location is Yuengling's original brewery, the oldest brewery in America. Looked old too, but the equipment was new. Pretty cool to see in in action, this was my first brewery tour. After the tour there were free samples, and we got to taste the beer pretty much as fresh as you can get it. Of course it was good, I like Yuengling anyways. Even tried a couple new types I didn't know they made.We then went to a sit down pizza place recommended by the outfitter. We were hungry, so we decided to tackle the large strombolis. They ranged in price, but weren't cheaper than $11, so we figured they were a decent size. Our suspicions were confirmed when the waitress asked Stovie if the stromboli was for him our our table of four.We got the stromboli, and they were 20 x 9 inches. In other words, they were absolutely massive. Mine was the meat lovers, and it was loaded with all kinds of goodness.We started in on them not knowing how far we would go. We could always save them for dinner. Then we got about half way done, and said screw it. We were pushing on. TB managed to finish his. I had half a small piece left I couldn't finish. Stovie was a few behind. I could tell our waitress was flabbergasted. It was good and filling.On the way back we needed to resupply. Hit up one store but its selection sucked. Then we saw that magic yellow and black sign: the sign of the Dollar General. I resupplied for $9, even though I bought the name brands. I love the Dollar General.Back to Port Clinton and the now vacant pavilion. Felecia left and we chilled and let the massive meal settle for a bit. We figured any beer we bought around here would be fresh, so we bought quart bottles of Yuengling Premium and enjoyed them. That was one of the best beers I've ever had.Great day, lots of food, good beer, and my feet aren't sore.