It’s weird how you can hike with a person for just a week or two and you feel like you’ve known them forever.
My week started with hotdogs over a campfire, shared between friends and the next day my hiking buddy, Bison, had to leave the trail because of bad knees. I threw myself a great pity party and hiked along all lonely and limpy until I finally stopped at a shelter and made new friends. Friends du jour because they all disappeared after a day. Now I’m in search of the perfect hiking partner. Not too many old ladies out here!
So these are the friends I’ve found along the way…..
The week actually got better with my foot almost healed and a stop at the Nantahala Outdoor Center. It’s on the trail and has a cheap hostel even though it’s a pricey tourist place. Restaurants, outfitter, general store and lots of activities.
Two nights ago I stopped on top of a mountain to set up tent before rain came in. Luckily another person came along, because at midnight I heard the bear bags being rattled. We had hung them pretty well and I guess it pissed him off. He knocked over a stump and dug under it for a minute, then circled around us at about 30 feet. You could hear his huffing and sniffing. I felt like a snickers bar in my tent! He got bored and wandered off.
You can tell I’m a little ragged right now. This post is all over the place. I’ll try again tomorrow when I have more energy!