Day 113 – Hiker Poops in Somebody’s Yard
We woke up around 7:30AM from the green space behind the Deli. We got ready with zero urgency at all. There was only 15 miles planned today and we were in no hurry to knock them out. I got the hangover breakfast sandwich from the Deli and I hadn’t had a drop of alcohol for a week. I buckled myself into the car seats outside because I knew I was in for something thrilling. The sandwich had egg, bacon, cheese, hash browns, and a fried chicken cutlet. It was fire.
We got onto trail around 10AM. Rabbit and I each found a room key on the side of the road. Time will tell if we take the red key or the blue key. Hiking was equally as leisurely as our start to the day. We took a break 4 miles in at Morgan Stewart Shelter.
The attempt to get water from the pump downhill from the shelter was a lost cause. It required 2 people (one to pump and one to collect), did not give a consistent stream of water, and put out water with a rust colored hue. We passed on this water altogether. Luckily there was a water cache of gallon jugs a few miles up to collect from.
Random Thought of the Day:
I saw this passive-aggressive sign today in a yard while hiking. There is probably a nonzero number of poops that have happened in this yard that were from hikers and not dogs.
I listened to more Iron Gold on audible today. I’m roughly halfway through it and I’ll probably be on to the 5th book by next week and the 6th in the series was just released. I’m enjoying the binge but I’m already looking forward to something new.
Overall the hiking was another cruise-y day. We ended the day with small hill and an elevated boardwalk path through a marsh. It spit us out at a Metro North Train Station. We considered getting a train into NYC early that evening but decided to meet Chiquita in Pawling. We’re going to ride in together tomorrow morning instead.
We shared a washer and dryer at the laundromat in town and got Mexican food across the street. They had a mini mart with fresh fruit so I got us some bananas. As luck would have it, they were Chiquita brand (somebody was ecstatic).
We walked from town to Murrow Park. The park has public restrooms, and an outdoor shower (again only one temperature, cold). Along the way a group of people partying on their lawn gave us some beers for our journey.
We saw some familiar faces at the park and an epic sunset. There was even fireworks for some unknown reason but I’ll be the last person to complain about fireworks.
It’s early to bed for us as we’re catching the 6:40AM train to NYC for a zero day. Most likely our last zero for the foreseeable future. The goal of this zero day is to convince somebody in NYC that Rabbit is Aaron Rodgers.
Stow away in my pack for day 114 of the Appalachian Trail.
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