(40 years ago today, my sister Laurie, family friend Jay B., and me and my guitar, started a 4+ week hike along the Appalachian Trail, from PA to the CT/MA border. People have certain "benchmark" events in life, and this was definitely one for each of us - much of which I have crystal clear memories of after all this time. This daily journal was kept and rewritten by my sister Laurie and presented to me as a gift - I now rewrite it here for you)
Up very early - 5:30am. Jay and his cousin Denise were coming to pick us up. We left at 6:10am and drove down to where the Appalachian Trail crosses the Penn Turnpike. Got our gear on and started hiking at 2:00pm. The first 6.3 miles were tar and dirt road - a wilderness path? Finally hit a smaller trail going up Blue Mountain. Thought we'd never make the top but we finally stumbled into Darlington Camp around 5:20pm. Six guys were already in the shelter so we set up the tent. We weren't very hungry between the excitement of actually being on the trail, and the exhaustion from not being in shape. Met a kid named Dave. Had a singalong. In bed - 10:00pm
(we surely thought we were gonna die on our first day out. Road walking, then missed a turn into the woods which we found as it came out further up the road. Apparently we missed some really good poison ivy patches. Despite our "training" we were NOT prepared for this level of exertion.)
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