Plumorchard Gap Shelter –> Standing Indian Mountain
87.8 Total AT miles
Today we crossed the Georgia border entering North Carolina and checking the first of fourteen states off the list. It feels good. Really good. I’ve cycled across twenty some states but walkin’s a whole different story. What I’m most excited about is having shared in the experience with my trail family.
Moonboots, Shaggy, and Bambi got off to their usual early start. I left not too long after them hoping to meet them at the border. On the way out of camp, I ran into Savage, Mr. Kool Aid, and Cool Dad packing up camp for the day. I spent some time talking before rushing off to meet up with the others.
I can always tell how good a day I’m having by the number of photos taken. Today, I shot 365. That’s a lot of pictures! Leaving camp early left the woods aglow in the golden light of the morning sun. I couldn’t help myself even if I was in a rush to catch up with the crew.
Thankfully, they were waiting at the border for a necessary group photo. One state down! Whahoooo!!!! I’ve traveled a lot solo in my life, but nothing compares to sharing euphoric feelings with friends. Christopher McCandless realized on his deathbed, starving and alone in a bus in the Alaskan bush, “Happiness is only real when shared.” Accomplishment takes on a different meaning in a group.
Our campsite tonight is one of the best of the trip thus far. We hiked to the top of Standing Indian Mountain at 5,435 feet and camped just off the summit. We ate a quick dinner then watched the sun set from the top of the highest mountain around. What a spectacular sight.
I love my trail runners. I picked these things up for $8 at an REI garage sale. SOO comfortable.