Learning to love the skies I’m under

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I had a great hike through the Smoky Mountains National Park. No ornery rangers to hide from and the weather was cold but still really enjoyable. The park has beautiful trails and so many magnificent views. I didn’t see a bear, but I did hear one trying to get through the tarp across our shelter one night. I was also there over the weekend, so I got some nice snacks and extra food from those crazy section hikers that carry 50lb packs! Really, the amount of stuff people bring into the woods for a weekend is ridiculous. If there’s one thing I’ve learned on this trail, it’s that you don’t need much at all to survive and even be happy. Yet, I must say I was thankful of their overpacking in this situation!

Then, yesterday I made a new adopted mom/grandma Jean. Jean is the jam. She’s part of some really cool group that started a foundation in town and obviously has been successful. She took me to her mansion on a mountain and has treated me like royalty- cooking for me, doing my laundry, feeding me milk and cookies, and she even bought my groceries! We spent a really lovely evening last night at a community dinner with her coworkers and then went hot tubbing under the stars. And man, what a bed I got to sleep in! I’m only 6 days away from springer, and now I feel refreshed and confident I can make it!

I never imagined that I would have these type of experiences along the trail and I feel incredibly lucky to have had them- I always knew the mountains would be beautiful, but I had no idea how much more so the people along the way would be. Everyone has been congratulating me even though I haven’t finished yet, and are legitimately shocked at the distance I’ve covered (over 2,000 miles now!). That seems like an impossible number, and I realize on my own it would have been. I know for a fact I could have never gotten this far by myself. Thankfully, I’ve had some amazing support along the way 🙂

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Magic is all around

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Junco and Crunk enjoying some free pizza in Hanover!
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Junco, Crunk and I on top of Kinsman Mountain. Note the throne Crunk is sitting on, haha!
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Two awesome looking NOBO’s who made us dinner at Beaver Brook Shelter on top of Moosilauke mountain
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Junco alternating spoonfulls of Nutella and peanut butter at our campsite. Smart dude!

I’m in Hanover, New Hampshire! Which is AWESOME because Vermont is only a half mile away! Third state, and one month in! I’m stoked to leave the Whites behind and move on to greener mountains. While the views were epic, the trail was super tough. In the Whites, there were times when I could barely “hike” one mile an hour. Hiking into Hanover today, I covered 18 miles in a steady rain in 6 hours and got here in time for lunch! The trail is more hiking than rock climbing now, which I am totally digging.

I’ve always believed that people are innately good, but lately the trail has proven this time and time again. The generosity and hospitality shown to me the last few days has confirmed my faith in the kindness of man (aka mankind, haha). This outpouring of trail magic has also coincided with leaving the brutal White Mountains, which I think is no coincidence!
A few quick definitions-
-trail magic- gifts (often food) given freely to thruhikers, solely based on the fact that they are thruhikers
-trail angel- a deliverer of trail magic
-trail town- a town on or near the trail that is recognized by the appalachian trail conservancy to be hiker-friendly and cater to thruhikers needs
The concept of trail magic is amazing in itself. Why would someone want to help dirty, stinky thruhikers who are basically making themselves homeless for months? I mean, we’re out here because we choose to be, and usually it’s mostly for selfish reasons like personal fulfillment. But there’s an amazing community surrounding the trail that reaches out to thruhikers because they admire what we’re doing. I don’t fully understand it, but that doesn’t mean I don’t fully appreciate it! Today was the fourth day in a row I’ve had the good fortune of hitting awesome trail magic, whether it be finding sodas chilling in a stream, having dinner cooked or provided for me at a shelter, or getting ice cream and an awesome campsite in someone’s backyard on the trail.
And I’ve found that Hanover is definitely a magical place! Hanover is by far the best town I’ve hiked through (literally, the trail goes right through downtown)! Not only is it a quaint college town (home of Dartmouth) buzzing with action, there are all kinds of free things for thruhikers, like slices of pizza, donuts, bagels, coffee- just because you’re a thruhiker!
Right now, I’m staying in the home of a local Hanover trail angel, Greg Cook. My buddies Crunk, Junco, and I are the 69th hikers he has hosted in his home this hiking season! He opens his home to us for the evening, letting us use his bathrooms, laundry, kitchen, living room and extra bedrooms. Yes, I’m in an actual house and going to be sleeping in a real bed!!! Greg even took us to the grocery store and baked us cookies tonight. He was one of the people who actively worked to make Hanover a trail town, and now he’s just one of many trail angels in the area.
As the trail has gotten so much easier and we’ve had such great luck lately, Crunk has been saying “dude, we are SO good at this trail!” Haha, it definitely feels true. I had no idea thruhiking could be this enjoyable. It really just keeps getting better all the time!