You know, I'm sort of glad S was never going to take any digital devices on the trail. My persistent half-hearted coaxings were happy to remain half-hearted. "But what will happen, dear S, if we suddenly forget, for lack of iteration, that everything is profound?" A horror too complex to even contemplate, surely. She does have proper thoughts of sitting down afterwards and writing the book to replace Bill Bryson on everyone and their grandmothers' tongues, however.
In the meantime, of course, I'll be sitting here obsessing over yahoo weather reports and other people's pictures on the interweb (though don't worry, Jonathan).
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you mean, wallowing?
Well she called last night, and apparently so far, it's been a party. "Trail Magic" as they say, with previous hikers supplying endless burgers, beer and whiskey to beginner thru-hikers.
And here I was imagining scenes of endless rain, loneliness and thunder...ah well.
Wait till she gets to PA, they made sure its all rocks for miles (and therefore days). You do nothing but stare at your feet praying to avoid a sprained ankle.
The Shanadoah valley is just the opposite: rolling hills, beautiful vistas, and easy hiking.
Keep us updated.
See, that's why I plan to visit in Virginia.
I may post updates, sporadically. Granted, these may take the form of purely projective fantasy, but then you've been warned.
Grayson,
Mt. Rogers
shenandoah
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