Today’s miles: 3.6
Folk Art Center to the woods
Coming back to the trail this afternoon after a week of eating (I gained 6 lbs in one week!) and town feels like being a beginner all over again.
I didn’t get on the trail until 3:30 pm today – maybe even 4 pm. I ran into tons of walkers and runners out in the beautiful afternoon sun. Tomorrow, shit’s supposed to hit the fan, weather-wise. I want to hike a lot. Lazy “bear” bag – tied to a tree at shoulder-height. I’m going to be pissed if anything fucks with it during the night, especially because it was the most gourmet and expensive resupply yet. Asheville has eaten my budget alive.
Back on the trail today, I saw my first 3 flowers – honeysuckle, purple ones, and daffodils. The fragrant tunnel of honeysuckle was really wonderful. Listened to a great NPR interview with Katie, an elephant and whale communication specialist, who talked about her Quaker religion and the power of listening in addition to communicating or making song or sounds.
I set up camp just off trail at sunset. I’m really looking forward to reading White Teeth again. 153.5 miles to Clingman’s Dome.
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