Book Review: “When You Find My Body”; The Tragic Story of Gerry Largay
Author: Dee Dauphinee
MSRP: $26.95 (240 pages. Release date June 2019)
Publisher: Down East Books
The story of thru-hiker Gerry “Inchworm” Largay was captured in headlines: lost on the Appalachian Trail in 2013, a massive but futile search, and the chance discovery of her body in 2015.
Maine author and explorer Dee Dauphinee, in his meticulously crafted book When You Find My Body: The Disappearance of Geraldine Largay on the Appalachian Trail, recounts in exhaustive detail the search that followed the report from George Largay that Gerry, last seen leaving Poplar Ridge Lean-to in Maine on July 22, 2013, was missing.
But Dauphinee’s book is about more than just the search. He brings Gerry to life.
He talked with Gerry’s lifelong friend from high school, with the woman who hiked with Gerry from Harpers Ferry to New Hampshire, and with hikers who met her on trail.
One hiker, Terry “Blue Moon” Bliss, recalled spending the night at Eliza Brook Shelter in New Hampshire, Gerry’s first night alone after her thru-hiking companion, Jane Lee, returned home to care for a daughter who had fractured her ankle.
“She looked spry, happy, and she took off with ease and assuredness,” Bliss told Dauphinee. “She looked like a confident, experienced backpacker.”
Dauphinee spoke extensively with Betty Anne Schenk, Gerry’s childhood friend growing up in Tampa, FL. The two maintained their friendship as adults, vacationing together, and exchanging emails about their lives. In those emails, Gerry talked about her dream of hiking the Appalachian Trail, training for an AT flip-flop hike that would start in Harpers Ferry, and how husband George would meet her at trailheads and ferry her to town for supplies and a night in a comfortable bed.
He did not speak with family members, concluding that he had enough information from Gerry’s journal entries. “The family beat themselves up” doing interviews while the search went on, he said in an email, and he decided it was too soon to revisit topics with them.
Dauphinee addresses the big questions that surfaced after Gerry disappeared:
Was she fit enough for the trail? Yes, by all accounts, he concludes. Bliss was just one of many hikers who spoke of Gerry’s confidence and fitness.
Did she become disoriented easily? Yes, Dauphinee says, there were instances of Gerry getting turned around on the trail while hiking, and Jane said Gerry seemed to become disoriented under the strain of the hike. Dauphinee concludes that Gerry probably didn’t have a great sense of direction, but in the end it was her behavior after getting off trail that mattered more for her survival than her sense of direction.
Several reports tried to link Gerry’s disappearance to her use of prescription medications, particularly Lorazepam. But as Dauphinee points out, after investigators spoke with George, Jane, and Gerry’s physician, they ruled out the medications as unlikely to be a cause in her disappearance.
Dauphinee concludes that the lucid, eloquent writings in Gerry’s journal while she was lost did not seem to be those of a person under the influence of drugs or in drug withdrawal.
And he addresses a theory raised by a Maine newspaper: That Gerry was done in by a rogue operator from the Navy Survival, Evasion, Resistance and Escape (SERE) school, whose land Gerry’s body was found on. Dauphinee talked with retired Navy Senior Chief Dennis Haug, one of the search-team leaders from the school, who was upset by that accusation, and by another that said the training school didn’t help in the search.
“We covered twelve miles the first day, ten miles the next, nine another day, and yet ten more miles another day, in rain and sleet, in some of the toughest terrain in the area,” Dauphinee says Haug told him. “Miles upon miles, year after year, the search continued so Gerry could go home.”
Dauphinee goes beyond Gerry’s disappearance as he describes the formation of the AT, and what leads people to a George-to-Maine thru-hike.
For Gerry, he says, hiking the AT was about pursuing her spirit of adventure, her dream, and her faith.
She trained extensively for her hike, reading books, talking to hikers, weighing her gear, and attending hiking camps. One of those camps was at Warren Doyle’s Appalachian Trail Institute in Tennessee, which counsels aspiring thru-hikers.
Dauphinee’s comments about Doyle are measured and weighed carefully as he describes how helpful Doyle was in preparing the book. Left hanging is a big but… which Dauphinee returns to in the book’s conclusion.
It is a testament to Dauphinee’s research that he tracked down hikers Gerry met while on her trek from Harpers Ferry to Maine.
Mary “Tenderfoot” Blanton recalled meeting Gerry, George, and Jane while she was section hiking in Massachusetts. She invited them to her home when they reached Vermont.
“It was so lovely having them,” Blanton recalled. “They were upbeat and friendly.”
Blanton, who planned to leave in a month to hike south from Katahdin to Vermont, expected to meet them on the trail again. When she learned Gerry was missing, she became so upset she returned home, Dauphinee says.
Dottie “.Com” Rust and Regina “Queen” Clark were among the last people known to have see Gerry alive, and Rust took the picture of Gerry that became ubiquitous after she disappeared.
On their southbound hike the day before, while near the area where Gerry likely lost the trail, Clark recalled saying, “God, if you were six feet off the trail, you’d be a goner!”
Dauphinee talked extensively with Lt. Kevin Adam, head of the Maine Warden Service search and rescue unit, and who oversaw the search for Gerry. The search lasted for varying degrees of intensity for 26 months, and was considered one of the longest and most expensive in Maine history.
He talked with Donn Fendler, who at age 12 in 1939 was lost for nine days north of Katahdin, to learn what it was like to be lost in the Maine woods.
After Gerry’s body was found on Oct. 14, 2015, less than 3,000 feet from the Appalachian Trail, investigators read through her journal to piece together what happened. The last passage was dated Aug. 6.
They found a wrenching note, since widely published and the title of Dauphinee’s book, that Gerry wrote before she died: “When you find my body, please call my husband George … and my daughter Kerry. It would be the greatest kindness for them to know that I am dead and where you found me—no matter how many years from now.”
Dauphinee’s book is painstakingly comprehensive, covering Gerry’s early life, her thru-hike preparations, her time on the trail, and the community of the trail. He talks about the psychology of being lost, surviving in the woods, and the countless tips and leads that investigators looked into during their search for Gerry.
And at the conclusion of a balanced reckoning, Dauphinee offers his own take on what happened.
Gerry was a strong hiker, and was prepared for the rigors of the trail, he says. But he adds that training such as that offered at Doyle’s school, which may be very good at preparing people to thru-hike the AT, did not help her once she got lost off the trail.
And that happens about 30 times a year in Maine, the Warden Service’s Adams said.
Over two days on the AT in Maine, Dauphinee asked 21 thru-hikers if they carried a compass, and did they know how to use it. Three answered yes to both questions; 15 said no to both. One hiker gave an illuminating response: he did not have a compass, but wished he did because he found himself turned around twice in the 100-Mile Wilderness.
Gerry struggled through dense woods and steep terrain, climbing in an effort to find cell phone reception so she could tell George that she was lost, according to her journal.
Her wandering through the woods probably exhausted her, leading Gerry to stay put in the spot where she was found, Dauphinee concludes. She pitched her tent under a hemlock, hidden from the aircraft searching for her. She built small fires but put them out, rather than trying to keep a large one going to alert searchers. She had a tiny compass, and when Dauphinee bought a similar one, he says it was useless.
She had a SPOT locator, but left it in George’s SUV.
Everybody wanted a clean ending, but there isn’t one, Dauphinee says. The wardens, volunteers, Navy, and other searchers put in Herculean efforts, he says, but there was just too much ground to cover.
And he doesn’t blame Gerry, calling her death simply tragic. She wasn’t prepared for what to do if she got off trail, and she’s not alone in that among AT hikers, Dauphinee writes.
On a trip to Gerry’s campsite, which Dauphinee has visited several times and considers a shrine, he and two companions walked downhill beside the stream where Gerry collected water after setting up camp. It was tough going, and they walked slowly, as they assumed a tired, 66-year-old woman would. Forty-three minutes later, Dauphinee says, they reached a woods road that had been swarming with people in the early days of the search.
In the end, Dauphinee talks of Gerry’s gift to other hikers: they hike safer, they take time to look at the flowers Gerry so loved, and they smile when they see an inchworm.
Feature image taken by Dottie “.Com” Rust, and provided by the Maine Warden Service.
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Thanks for this review, Mr. Owen. I’m looking forward to reading this book.
I hiked the AT in 2016 and was acutely aware of Inchworm’s story. I remember making a point to stop for a moment in the area where she was last seen, to ponder what had happened to her.
In truth, I concluded that Inchworm was *not* prepared to hike the AT. She was lacking something — sounds like the author, Dee Dauphinee concludes that (at least) she had problems with orienting herself.
Also, I was fascinated that Inchworm essentially adhered to the most common advice from search-and-rescue (SAR) experts: When lost, stay put. But that rule, it seems to me, can be a killer in a situation like hers. Sitting in the same place, even after many, many days of waiting for rescue, was an unwise choice on her part. At minimum, she should have sought higher ground in an attempt to get a phone signal, or followed a draw, which would inevitably bring her either to water or a road. Even in the Hundred Mile Wilderness, it’s just not that wild all along the AT.
I do not mean to demean Inchworm’s memory in any way. But I do think her story is a cautionary tale about the kind of people who should, or should not, attempt to hike the AT or another long trail.
Again, thanks for the story. Can’t wait to read the book.
she did search for higher ground but got no signal. she died on a ridge, you can read about her heading west in most of the articles released
If you read the book they mention the fact that it was her seeking “higher ground in an attempt to get a phone signal”, far off the trail up a remote hilltop that ultimately led to her being lost to the point that no one could find her. There simply is no cell service anywhere in that area.
Trying to find cell service was her biggest mistake., she should have headed down stream. Had she gone down the stream she ultimately camped next to she would have been down to an old railroad road in 45 minutes and found her way out. They concluded the book with the author hiking down that stream and out from where she was camped with 2 of the people that tried to find her.
Such a heartbreaking story. As a former “older” hiker, I still feel strongly that one should not hike alone. May Gerry rest in peace.
Looking forward to the release of this book. I am on one of the many Search and Rescue Teams that went looking for her. It was hard to hear of her fate after she was found. Even though I knew when I was looking for her I kinda already knew the outcome. Thoughts and prayers for her family and I hope she didn’t suffer.
After 30 plus years of Hiking and having done one of the very longest Appalachian Trail Thru Hikes from December 10th 1989 in Springer mountain to Finish in October 4th 1990 on Katahdin in Maine ( A real deal record in some crazy weather ) And 3 other times on the AT 1997 and 1999 as well as Both PCT and CDT thru hikes…I find it very disturbing that they say she was a Avid hiker ?? If so this wouldn’t have happened!! Getting lost in Nature is a plus for lots of people…Cell phones won’t keep you alive, Smart and skilled people will…I was lost for 14 days in Alaska i loved in…To find food and water and to build shelter to stay warm by fire is very easy if your 66 years old and skilled avid hiker….One of the many problems with people who want to go out in Hike in Nature is the responsibility of learning about how nature is and living with her ( Nature ) to respect nature’s way and Not carrying cell phones today , But a map and campus with skills of survival is what everyone should learn before stepping out in Nature !! NOT the high technology gear , But the smarts of a deer to make it in nature year after year ….RavenWood
you’re an awful person and I hope your disregard for tact and empathy doesn’t come around to bite you back
no one cares about your achievements
no one cares that you don’t carry a phone or what you loved being lost
all people will see when they look at this comment is your disrespect of another person’s life and need to feel superior
I am sorry and it might be my point of view. But you Americans are highly careless, ignorant and unprepared for anything. Not to mention, lack of common sense and fundamental mind skills.