Into the Smokies
In the Fontana Bubble
Back on the trail. I thought the resupply at Fontana was the best yet. Not a lot of fluff , just practical stuff. The Village was nice. Not every place was open but nice. Had a nice dinner with a bunch of friends and then turned in for the evening in anticipation of getting back to the trail. Sometime during the night a tree fell on the power line to the lodge, started a fire so we woke up to pitch dark. The lodge was very kind to offer us a free continental breakfast with hot coffee.
We, Kevin-n-Leah caught the first shuttle to the Dam and headed up into the Smokies.
Walking my own pace
So far I have been able to do right around 10-12 miles a day in the mountains. Some days 8 seems like enough. I am convinced I have the slowest pace of anyone on the trail so I try to make up for it by starting early in the morning. Normally I get to see everyone as they pass me on the trail. I really am glad as I enjoy my time alone with the trail and my thoughts. The only downside I see is that I have to carry my pack longer. To be honest sometimes my pack feels just right, like it is a part of me, sometimes.
I am discovering some interesting things about me. Not to say there is anything especially interesting about me but that, for example, I absolutely love being with and talking to my trail friends but find myself overwhelmed by all the traffic and people in town. It is nice to have a shower and laundry but I find myself longing to hoist my pack back to my back and feel the trail under my feet. I believe that a huge plus to my pace is that I see more of the little things from the trail. Anyone who has been following my blog knows I seem to be obsessed with all the hearts I see along the way. I believe I have seen and placed close to a hundred rock hearts along the trail. It’s fun for me when someone mentions to me they have noticed them or have begun to find them as well. I think of them as love from the trail. I’m sure the world would be a better place if more people were finding love along their path. Or even better spreading love along their journey through life.
Yesterday was Sunday so that was my sermon.
First I now am over 200 miles down the trail .
- I’m in my 3rd state, Tennessee. I have, according to some, hung in longer than 25% of those who have started a thru hike. I have been to the highest point of the AT, Clingmans dome.
I am now experiencing the absolute magic of the Smokies. Life is good!
May your legs be strong
May your pack seem light
May you experience a great deal of Peace in your journey
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Love that you are finding the heart shaped rocks. I try to find at least one heart shaped rock to take home to my wife on each hike.
Thirty years of hiking has produced more than a few!
I enjoy reading your posts, and hope that every day of your journey is exactly what you need it to be. Stay well!
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