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Some of you might be concerned that I never came back from my shake down hike last week.  Not true!  The four day, three night outing was a real eye opener for me.  It was also a lot of fun and a great learning experience.

The first thing I learned is that there is a real difference between mountains and hills, at least the mountains I will face on the AT.  Somewhere along the line, they forgot all about switchbacks when they laid out the trail.  It just goes straight up, and up, and up!  Not impossible, but nice to know about now before I face them alone.  My second lesson involved being ready for whatever happens.  We hiked through rain, snow, ice, and high winds before the trip was through.  The last night on the trail, the temperature at our campsite went below 10 degrees with winds howling all around us.  I had packed for my April hike.  After all, I was trying out my gear and supplies.  Needless to say, I was very cold in my 30 degree sleeping bag.

The overwhelming lesson of the trip was, however, a glimpse of how exciting it is really going to be in just a few days when I start the journey for real.  The friendships, the challenge, the beauty, and the community that surrounds the AT all came together in those brief four days.  I am especially grateful to Bert (Wildcat) and Estes for allowing me the chance to come along and learn from them. They taught me many tricks and skills that I will need to know.  They were true guides to me and real "trail angels" to the other hikers that we met.

Now that I am back, my training has taking a more serious turn.  I am climbing long flights of stairs, picking challenging hiking trails, and working on my long to-do list to be ready by April 3rd.  The days are flying by!

 
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March 11,2013
I'm in my bag at the close of day one of a four day shake down hike.  Nothing has been easy about the day except that I have loved it. The trail wore me out two miles before it ended. We came through snow, gusty winds, and driving rain. I found myself facing three tenths of a mile of steep, muddy climb that stood between me and the dry shelter.  I knew I would make it, but I wasn't sure just how!

Now, after a warm fire, hot beverage, and a lot of good conversation, I feel great.  It's cold, and I'm sure it will be a long might.  On the other hand, I feel rested and together.

My two companions for the shake down are Wildcat and Estes, both experienced backpackers who are teaching me a lot already.  I couldn't have come with two better teachers.

Time for lights out.  I'm sleeping with my shoes tonight to keep them from freezing. There are ten others in the shelter, so I'm sure the roof will rattle tonight!

 
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March 8, 2013
Today I climbed the Curry Mountain Trail.  It leaves Metcalf Bottoms and climbs 3.3 miles were it meets the Meigs Mountain trail.  That it where last week's hike left off.  The trail begins with a steep climb, and never really stops the entire way.  It was a long and challenging climb, followed by a long decent. Both were good practice.
The day began with cold frozen ground mixed with swollen water ripoffs.  As the elevation increase there was more and more snow on the ground.  By the top of the climb, the ground and trail were covered with snow. As the day warmed and we headed down, the snow turn into slush and then mud. Altogether, it was a good choice for a training hike with full pack.



 
I amazes me how much my world has already changed.  I woke up this morning to a bedroom scattered with gear for the trail.  Lightweight long johns lay across the trunk at the foot of the bed. Next to them was a water filter kit, hiking shorts, maps, and trail guides.  I stepped over hiking boots and socks as I stumbled out of bed.  When my eyes focused at last, I found myself staring at a stranger in the mirror with 6 days of bearded growth covering most of his face.  Scary!

One month from today, Susan will drop me off at the top of Springer Mountain, in Georgia, to begin my hike northward.  There is so much that has to be done before that takes place. I am feeling the pressure, but enjoying the challenge.  I am carrying a long list of things needed just to set my house in order for the next six months.  There are taxes to be done, a lawn mower to service and repair, lists of bills and payment arranged,   There are commitments at my church to complete, friends to see and contact, and local activities to still be a part of.  On top of all that, there is the hike to prepare for.  I am working on gear inventory, food lists, mail package drops, and daily hike planning. Most of all, I am trying to hike.  The best way to prepare for a long backpacking trip is to spend time carrying the pack.  I'm loving it!

Above and beyond all the preparation, however, is the precious time that I have to cherish the people around me.  This past week I had a great time serving with my Civitan club at the Special Olympics Basketball Event in the Knoxville area.  We are blessed with the job of handing out the trophies at the each event.  Every Sunday I have left to spend with my weekend church family is special.  Susan and I even found the time to enjoy a wonderful date night this week. I'm going to miss her most of all.

With each passing day, however, the urge to make this journey becomes stronger.  I am passionate about the cause and excited about the doors of blessing that this hike will bring to other families around the country.  I have no idea how well I will do or how far I will be able to travel, but I know that I must start.    In one month from today, I will do just that.