Bush camp near something-or-other Gap. Water Dragon Gap? Bleh. Mile 82.9.
One down! Thirteen to go! Goodbye, Georgia, and hello, North Carolina!
I set up the tent in the pouring rain. First time for this hike. It’s raining like hell! But things seem to be holding up.
Day 9 — add to other entry
Carter Gap Shelter—mile 93.5
This morning was my first really bad morning on the Trail. It poured all night. When I woke up, it was dark, wet, and freezing (literally; apparently the bear cables and bear bags back at Muskrat Creek Shelter froze). I was like, “What the hell am I doing? Again!”
But it turned out to be a good day. I spread out my gear to dry on a nice flat rock. And I stopped at the shelter out of nostalgia, because this was the thunder-hail shelter last time. Bitter cold, snow, freezing rain, and misery. 😁 Not this time.
Although the pot smoke is so thick in this clearing that the air’s practically solid with it—at all the shelters and all the hostels. The weed is much worse than it was in ‘13, and it was bad then. I’ll have to remember that when I’m thinking about staying in a shelter area next time.
Some grizzled trail guy: “So, is this your first time?”
Me: “No, second.”
Grizzly: “You must’ve caught the bug, then.”
Me: “Yeah, the idiot bug.”
Tomorrow: Albert Mountain and 100 miles.