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July
6, 1983 Wednesday (1219.7 mtg) From
Gonzo!s Appalachian Trail journal
Last
night would be my last night in the Shenandoah National Park. The
trails were well maintained, and the miles went by quickly with
little effort. I found it to be a pleasant experience. Just over
eight miles of easy trail this morning and I would reach the northern
end of the Shenandoah National Park. Soon I would be through the
whole state of Virginia, all five hundred plus miles of it! A little
over a mile past the park boundary was the Tom Floyd Wayside, the
only shelter with the term wayside applied instead of shelter or
lean-to. Must be something special. I had to stop just to check
it out. It had a patio, and it's own gold leafed, hard-bound shelter
register. Fancy that. Took a short break at the wayside and spent
time reading the register. Tom Carmichael was there also. As we
both finished our breaks, I decided to hike in front of Tom, and
soon found myself well out of sight of him. Off across a grassy
field I saw a large swimming pool in an area known as Harmony Acres,
a sub division of some kind. I thought it would be nice to have
a swim about now. Soon after, I hiked along the edge of the National
Zoological Park - Conservation and Research Center. The sign on
the fence was humorous: "Stay on Trail
Violators will
be eaten!" I saw a few non-native animals off in the distance
like gazelles or something from Africa as I made my way along the
property, but no meat eaters to speak of. The biggest threat that
the park imposed at the time was tall grass containing ticks. Although
there were warnings as we approached the area written in shelters,
or as notes in ziplock plastic bags tacked to trees, I did not have
much of a problem with ticks. Regardless, I did check myself thoroughly.
Went up and down a bit and then along the crest of what I named
"forever ridge" after US 522. Entered onto a road that
lead into the Small town of Linden, Virginia in Manassas Gap. For
a one dog town, it had all that I needed, which included a post
office, and a store to purchase a few groceries. I received a post
card from Amy, a fellow zoology major from College. Wrote a few
post cards and mailed them along with the few that I had written
at Gravel Springs Hut. Cooled down in the afternoon heat with the
help of a pint of butter pecan ice cream, and an orange soda, perhaps
an Orange Crush in recognition of Jim's Appalachian Trail effort.
Since the shelter that I intended to locate myself at this evening
was only three and a half miles up the trail, I bought a few things
for the evening including some cookies, and candy bars. I just about
got lost on the way up to the shelter, but fortunately managed to
find my way. I encountered about 7-8 PATC (Potomac Appalachian Trail
Club) members checking out the trail in the area. Maybe they had
similar reports of people getting lost in the area. Tom rolled in
a couple of hours later and spent the night with me at Manassas
Gap Shelter. Supper tonight consisted of Knorr Asparagus soup with
some noodles thrown in to give it some texture and some workout
for my jaws. Ate half of an instant pudding for dessert and held
back the other half for breakfast tomorrow morning. Instant puddings
are great, but the practice of not being able to add fresh milk
makes them not quite as good as at home. Instant milk is sometimes
added, but still the mixture comes out a bit gritty - but mighty
tasty to a hungry hiker.
Gonzo!
Appalachian Trail Journals ©1983
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