Monday, June 30, 2008

Geronimo's a sad man

Hey everyone! I'm now in Deleware Water Gap physically but Port Clinton PA in trail miles. Geronimo and I have been having a really rough time since leaving Duncannon. I have since recovered from a cold. His feet however started cracking a bit south of town, we zeroed with Brian, took it easy, wore his boots, and put treatment on his feet, but it's been slow, sad, painful goings for him. PA is very long, no one should have to walk on rocks like these, and it's becoming apparent he won't be back to his usual self until he gets some time off of da trail. The past weekend has been esp crazy. I had a crazy run of trail magic in Port Clinton; beer, fresh fruit, river dips, free rides, taco bell, and good company all lifted the spirits.
The point of this post... I'm looking to see if anyone would be interested/ excited to love and live with Geronimo for awhile. I don't know if he goes south when I'll be able to get him again, it may not be until after I finish Maine between mid-sept mid-oct. I know it's summer and a lot of folks are traveling. Give me a call if you'd like to foster my best friend. 540 798 7069 He's a wonderful dog but is sensitive and needs to be in a place with soft seating and affection.
I personally and physically am doing well. It's emotionally draining, this whole PA thing, but better times lay... just around the river bend =)
Give me a ring if you're interested =)
I prob won't be able to call back right away, looks like Geronimo for this week will be a trucker with my cousin Ron while I hike.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Above the Mason Dixon

This afternoon I found myself sippin a Jolly Scot at the Doyle Hotel in Duncanon, PA. After thru hiker banter, the beer, mozerella chz stx, two bowls of water for Geronimo, Michelle picked me up to meet the kids and Brian. Caleb's letting me borrow his room and computer, WHAT a gentleman. So this week has been my longest, but maybe not hardest yet. Geronimo and I have averaged 16-17 mile days since leaving Harper's Ferry. His feet are cracking some and my knee is bothering me. We have crossed old confederate roads and buildings in Maryland, had an amazing dance/ music/ meal at Pen Mar thanks to a wonderful family who adopted us on Fathers Day, and walked across... well... a LOT of fields. Aside from fatigue and physical break in Mo and I are very well; more than 400 miles into this trip, less than 400 to Angie our love in NY =) That's walking inspiration =D
A lot of people ask what I do all day. Seriously, I eat, walk, eat, walk, eat, sleep, repeat. I think a lot in between, sometimes sing. I try to read a chapter of Old Testament at night and New Testament in the morning, I've read a lot of books in the bible in a month and a half. I'll be honest though, I have to force myself to do it, most of the time I'd rather just be asleep.
My friends from Pen-Mar put me on the spot asking what I've learned my month in the woods- I drew a blank. I've had many miles to think about it now, so here's my answer; trail philosophy if you will
~The unknown is really not so scary if you're willing to learn it (this goes for bears, snakes, relationships, summer camp programs, etc)
~I would like a partner
~"A quarter mile" is a standard distance people tell you when they don't know how far away something is, if that's their answer, it's usually much further
~Don't add alcohol to a lit stove
~Barrington Bunny was really onto something, and I have never understood that fully until a rainy gray gypsy moth 17 mile day in PA
~Gypsy moths are probably a sign of the apocalypse, I call them gypsy hell
~My family is incredible and we don't know each other nearly well enough
~Pines really do whisper, usually they say "....montana...."
~Anyone walking on the trail for more than two nights who tells you they are not a person of faith is lying to themselves. Reading a book associating "w"s to blue blazes, mileage to white markers in unfamiliar territory down some narrow corridor believes it will get them somewhere, trusts it is true, hopes in the foretold unseen, that my friends is faith. Call God what you will, but if you'll walk this, you have faith.
~As a soul seeking strength in spirit and nature I am much more water bound than earth
~Missing folks is an understood given, I wish I would hear each loved ones voice everyday, friends I wish I could hug and laugh with, but the more I think about it, and replay people/ events/ places in my head and heart, the more I realize you've all given me exactly what I need already, I just have to search and fight to keep it near me even though you are not
~Geronimo is the best dog in the universe
~Eucatastrophe- it's worth looking up, or just ask Shakedown
~I think my phone is messed up, please try to send me lovin anyway, on gloomy days I need that smile.

For now I'm getting some sleep. I'll try and upload pics on my ZERO DAY tomorrow =D OH BABY Thank GOD for family and rest. Peace be with you, send me love, know that I send it right back atcha.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Crossin State Lines!

Yesterday Shakedown and I made it to West BY GOD Virginia. The walkin was pretty good, but gypsy moths are everywhere. The past week has been pretty rocky trail and mentally it is tiring. Coming down the mtn today our first view of the Shenandoah River was uplifting. The smell of it, the sight of it, the coolness of its breeze, I about threw down my pack to wait on my kayak and get down to the heart of things... alas... not tooo much river for me for awhile =( But it was beautiful, and strengthening. So Harpers Ferry right now, the town is quaint. I almost feel like I'm backpacking through Europe here, steep historic streets, stone ruins, evening light, bikes and backpacks... wish I could tarry here. Next stop Pine Grove Furnace in PA =) Maybe just maybe I'll try the half gallon challenge!
Love and miss you all! Bound and Geronimo
ps- weight count -10 pounds since Dville