I'm already blown away by the beauty of this place. The snow alone impresses this Georgian native, not to mention the mountains, lakes and abundant wildlife. Seeing the variety of backpackers setting out for their treks makes me miss the Trail life. But then again, I'm always thinking about the Trail life.
Due to the lack of internet, I will do my best to keep updating last year's AT journal. I really wish to keep posting the entries. If nothing else, so that I may have an online archive of the journey. I appreciate you guys for following along, both during the trek and now afterwards.
Happy trails.
"Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods. Here grow the wallflower and the violet. The squirrel will come and sit upon your knee, the logcock will wake you in the morning. Sleep in forgetfulness of all ill. Of all the upness accessible to mortals, there is no upness comparable to the mountains." - John Muir
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Seriously... there are elk everywhere. |