In lieu of Hazard’s detailed post Spoon writes:
Day 4 – 5 – May 13-14, 2009
From: Corbin Horse Stamp, GA
To: Tray Mountain Shelter, GA
From: Tray Mountain Shelter, GA
To: Hiawassee, GA (May 15, 2009)
Hello friends and family,
Just letting you know that we are safe and sound. We are actually a day ahead of schedule! Yesterday we hoofed it over 22 miles and stayed at Tray Mountain Shelter. We got in late and everything was wet in the morning. Today is our first city day in beautiful Hiawassee, GA which means only about 10 miles until we are back at our normal stomping grounds, i.e. – North Carolina.
Two nights ago, we did the foolish thing and camped right in the middle of the ‘Bear Zone’ which has a sign pictured in the photos section. Needless to say, at 6:30am, a massive black bear was spotted 15′ away from where we were sleeping and ripped the top off of Hazard’s pack. The damage was actually minimal, thankfully. It ran off scared when we yelled at it and didn’t take any of our food.
We have met many very nice people out here; Jake, Leprechaun, and the Roman Noodles. Each has a great sense of humor. The Roman Noodles were actually the couple who gave us a ride into Hiawassee. They give trail magic out here and just happened to see my thumb poking out of the road.
What more is there to say about the hiking? It hasn’t rained on us yet whilst hiking. According to some stranger at Neels Gap Outfitters, “This is the year.” We have had rain though, but it has always been while we were sleeping in a shelter. The Tray Mountain Shelter was infested with rats and unfortunately Hazard’s Nalgene was filled with 3 dead ones last night. Don’t worry, it’s been cleaned…
The weather has been very windy and foggy over the past two days but before that it had been pleasantly sunny. Strangely enough it has been very cold.
We can’t seem to find any other thru-hikers out here who can keep up with us, but we are very far behind the initial rush. I suspect we will catch up with them. We’ve had no injuries except for my persistent knee problem and Hazard’s constant sweating. I figure that if my feet hurt worse than my knee then I am alright. We are starting to feel our bodies transform to the conditions out here; our feet are getting harder and as long as we stretch in the morning nothing is too sore. We have basically been turned into zombies of the trail. We don’t know how far we’ve hiked until we hit a landmark and the walking tends to blend together.
“It’s not about the miles, it’s about the smiles!” – from the Neels Gap Outfitter receipt
-atspoon