It was a good first day back. Just did an easy 10.9 miles out of Duncannon. My feet are the only things that hurt! That’s a wonderful feeling.
I flew into Harrisburg yesterday and was picked up by a Trail Angel named Mary who took me to Duncannon. Mary has been helping out hikers since 2001 when she started staying in the Riverfront Campground (where I stayed last night) after becoming homeless in Harrisburg. When she first started staying at the Campground, she noticed hikers coming in and out, and so she started talking to them and getting to know the trail scene. She figured the hikers needed extra potassium so when she would go to the grocery store, she’d buy an extra bunch of bananas to give to hikers passing through. That then turned into providing shuttles to hikers for a little extra cash and giving trail magic a few times a week! She now lives in an apartment in Duncannon, and she’s the same lady I blogged about earlier who handed over her keys to some of my friends to go see a movie in Harrisburg.
She also told me about Jester (and then I subsequently met him), a triple-crowner (which means he’s hiked the Appalachian Trail, Pacific Crest Trail and the Continental Divide Trail). This is his 15-year anniversary of hiking the AT, so he’s celebrating by doing it again. And this time, he’s filming in order to make a documentary about it. He’s already made movies about the CDT and the PCT named “Embrace the Brutality” and “Wizards of the PCT” respectively, but I haven’t seen either one. They’ll go on the list of post-hike movies to watch!
The ridge runner of this section of trail gave us trail magic today! Soda pops and fruit. I drank one soda and took another one to drink at the shelter.
I’ve been at the shelter since 1 this afternoon. I debated about going further, but the next shelter isn’t for another 18 miles. I’ll leave that for tomorrow.
Just one photo today of another cat wanting to be my friend. Ugh.