Monday, May 30, 2011

On my own without Tom Tom

I slept at a shelter 15 miles from Springer Mountain and later found ou that Tom Tom slept at a campsite in the 20 plus mile range.  With his extra miles, that is over a marathon in the mountains.  I have to admit, I have climbed around in the mountains a lot over my life.  Hardly ever with anything over a 20 pound pack.  I am literally shocked at the difference between the two packs.  I get winded within 40 yards going upwards even walking with a walking stick.  I find myself leaning on the staff with it against my chest with both my hands on its top.  I recover fairly fast and start again.  My steps are short, nothing like Tom Tom's.

I met a camper with his boy who told me that they saw Tom Tom running uphill only four hours before.  Tom Tom must have slept through his watch alarm clock.

I have been taking my time, stopping and cooking breakfast and lunch using a really small indian fire, no bigger than the bottom of my large coffee pot that I used as my only piece of cookwear.  I ate peanut butter off of my knife blad as I had no fork or spoon.

my corner of the shelter, slept on my poncho
I played leap frog with three groups of hikers, sometimes we took breaks together.  Conner and Denice pumped two liters of water for me, so I wouldn't have to use my iodine pills.  The three hiker groups stopped about five miles from Neel's Gap, near the base of Blood Mountain.  (named after a bloody indian battle long ago).  I was going to try to make it to Neel's before dark. 
where the bloodiest indian battles were fought

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