
Charles Lampman
What's up, man?... All good here, bruv. The name's Charles, Chuck, Chaz, Charlie or any derivation of. A big lover boy with a wild streak living in the body of cool presenting nerd. Looking for peace and adventure in the back country. Stuttered in the beginning but I'm getting back on the trail at Springer Mountain to hike North. One day returning to the love of my life- The Ocean (pronounced O-SHauN)!!
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Deciding to Stay On
N 35°47.4813' Distance doesn't mean much. It's elevation gain that'll tell ya the day's worth. 5300ft of elevation gain, in one day, was pricey.
Back into the Frey (Smokeys Part 2)
N 35°39.0385' Finally out of Gatlinburg!! My feet and joints thanked me for the relief of a 4 day rest, but they damned me on today's ascent out of
Intro to the Smokies
N 35°30.1450' Late night. We clambered our way into camp at 21:30. Tired, hungry, but still smiling. A package had been stalling our exit from
They Linger Closer
N 35°08.6486' We got on trail late but crushed eight miles in three hours. The legs are moving from gelatin to spring-loaded. Minus three lbs. from
Forgotten but Needed Days
N 34°01.2294' What a rugged day? A huge one. Twelve miles done off a fresh resupply. Sucking wind like five-dollar boxed wine, we gained 3700ft of
The Reintroduction of “Trash Jäger”
N 34°43.4748' We picked up a hitch from Blairsville within 5 minutes. Our eyes kept on the sky as the storm front, rolled in over the
Connection: Going Back North
N 34°39.128' Driving through snow flurries, Chris and I entertained each other. We spoke at ease. No longer did the monumental task loom of
Week 2- The Realization: This Just Isn’t For Me
Flash Forward I walked the stretch of trail from Cheaha Trailhead to Blue Mountain Shelter. I have walked this same section a handful of times. The
Bama-to-Baxter Week 1
Wow! What a week! Hello, Everyone! Before I get started I want to thank everyone for the well wishes- extra thanks to those who have been keeping
There is No “Why” to Hiking the Appalachian Trail
I woke up this morning staring down a 2500-mile-long-gun, say that number again and slow. After 5 years of planning, prepping, and dreaming, the beginning steps are only 1 day out. I am terrified.