I’m in Killington, Vermont about to have breakfast at the Inn on Long Trail. Yesterday was my first zero-day since Port Clinton, Pennsylvania (a “zero-day” is a day off for a hiker where no trail-miles are walked). I wasn’t going to take a zero-day, but events unfurled that lead me to stay in town. And I’m glad that I did.
A bunch of hiker-pals of mine walked into town yesterday and we were reunited after not seeing each-other for a coupla weeks. One of which is unfortunately leaving the trail to start classes – I wasn’t sure I was going to see him again before he left. I’m glad I took the zero.
I’ll be in Hanover, New Hampshire in 3 days where I was fixin’ on getting my next shower. My last shower was in Massachusetts. While walking through Vermont, I was slightly amused and disgusted that I was most likely going to traverse this entire great state without showering in it. I’m glad I took the zero.
One of the non-hiker guests here at the Inn brought along his guitar. Several of us thru-hikers here are musicians and we were ecstatic that there was a fine instrument available to us to play. We sang so many songs and it felt real good to play on steel strings again – my first opportunity since being reunited with my mandolin in Virginia. I’m glad I took the zero.
I’ll be walking again today. The weather is supposed to be nice for the rest of the week. And I’m now well rested after sleeping in a bed for the first time since Duncanon, PA. I’m currently 1,700 miles in with just under 500 more miles to go. I’m excited and a little scared and a little sad, but mostly happy that I’m at this tail-end of this trip.
One more month and I’ll be eating lobster.
Miss you all!