Start: Darlington Shelter (AT mi 1138.3) Stop: Kind of Outdoorsy Hostel (AT mi 1149.2) Today’s miles: 10.9 miles. Total AT mileage: 124.2 miles
I woke up to a little bit of brightness plus the sound of a one man bro sesh happening not too far away, aka: some manly talking; but never hearing anyone respond to the voice that loudly talking. I looked at my watch: 5:45 am. Hell no. So i closed my eyes and rolled over. The next time I awoke it was 6:47am and more than one man was loudly talking. Ok, fine. I’ll get up I guess.
I was slowly moving out of my sleeping bag when Cholula and Curmy came up, all packed and ready to go. We made plans to meet in Duncannon, they headed out and I started slowly packing, while occasionally glancing over at lizard’s hammock-not a sound.
I ate breakfast, listening to bro sesh 101 discussing women and enemy “beat downs” and when I was ready to head out it was almost 8. Lizard’s hammock was still silent, so I wrote her a note in the shelter log book so she’d know my plan to get to town and either reserve us a room at the “motel” or get us hostel bunks. (Also, while in the privy, I saw a mouse!! The one thing I was dreaming about last night— that I put on chapstick and mice we’re gnawing at my lips because I slept in the exposed shelter.. not my favorite thing).
I took off, feet high on the Vitamin I.. and thought I’d make incredible mileage times like yesterday. Ha! The rocks had another plan! Every single time a sweet little breakaway came, less than 0.10/mile later = rock scramble. I felt like I was inching along all stinking day.
It was beautiful, and while completely overcast, I still enjoyed it. It was refreshing to not have the sun bearing down when things got difficult and slow going. There were tons of rocks, lots of day hikers and trail runners, and a few great overlooks. While I felt slow and like at this pace I’ll never finish this trail, I still came into town before 2pm, for an 11 mile day. It may not be fast, but it definitely wasn’t bad.
I got to town and walked straight to the Doyle Hotel, known to be “hiker friendly” and far from classy. The doors were locked and the signs were off. I couldn’t figure out where to go, and Lizard had Curmy and Cholula’s number,So i went down the block a little and got a bunk at the hostel. She told me she only had 2 bunks left, so I got mine and asked if I could go ahead and reserve Lizard’s too. She let me, and so I text her to let her know, but also that it wasn’t a paid reservation so if she had plans to meet her other friends here, she could without feeling obligated to stay here.
I showered, bagged up my dirty laundry, made my bunk and relaxed a bit. I met some of the other hikers here that zeroed today that are going back out tomorrow, most of the folks lizard hiked with before I started. Heater is also here, because she hurt her foot and is letting it heal up some before meeting her friends pizza and day hiker up ahead a bit. She’ll come back and finish a 44 mile section later once she makes it to Katahdin with her tramily.
Lizard got here, showered and then we went and did laundry together with Curmy and Cholula at the laundromat. Curmy brought a case of beer.. laundry is so much better with beer and good company.
After laundry, we drank a few more beers outside their hotel (they got a room at that Doyle hotel by going upstairs and knocking on the private door of the owners lol, I wasn’t that ballsy), Patron came out and joined us, and then we all went for pizza at the only restaurant open in town. It was actually pretty damn good. Although, the beer probably helped that a little bit.
When we finished eating, we went back to their hotel, sat out in the big second floor landing together and all just hung out at talked and drank a few more beers. Honestly, meeting these people has been as awesome as doing the trail itself. The people make the trail.. the trail. They’re like my tramily now.. I hope it’s mutual. I’m quite fond of each of them.
Lizard and I tiptoed back into our hostel, with lights out and glaring eyes annoyed at the disturbance. I’m on a middle bunk of 3 high, with my little curtains pulled. It’s comfy and I’m content. We aren’t hiking out tomorrow, it’ll be my official first zero day!
Plans will include going to the post office to send some stuff home, going by the grocery store to resupply food (after making a semi plan of how many days of food I actually need), and resting these sore feet. Our friends will all nhike out in the morning, and I’m ok with that. I just hope we all get to catch back up soon 🙂