Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Posted by Matt French at 10:25 PM
Saturday, May 19, 2012
I hit the trail late in the day with a weather report promising that rain was on the way. I only planned on hiking five miles to the nearest shelter which rumor said was a palace among shelters. Sure enough when I got there I took in the behemoth that could hold twenty people on two levels, had windows throughout and plenty of seating. I set up my sleeping bag in the penthouse suite and settled in for the night. Not long after darkness fell the rains began. They lulled me to sleep and greeted me in the morning.
Posted by Matt French at 11:05 PM
Sunday, May 13, 2012
I headed back into the woods for a quick two day, thirty mile section. As soon as I stepped back on the trail I was greeted with the same odd noise that I heard prior. This time though I spotted the culprit, cicadas. I saw live ones on trees and and leaves and little cicada corpses littering the ground. Evidently this is the seventeen year arrival for this part of Virginia. I was kind of hoping for a more exciting reason for the noise, maybe a secret military test gone awry, alien space craft hovering overhead, or even just Dalleville Virginia being sucked into a worm hole to another universe, ya know, exciting.
Posted by Matt French at 1:01 PM
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Posted by Matt French at 9:23 PM
Thursday, May 3, 2012
I started back on the trail after laying up for a day with my dad. The afternoon was very warm and humid and I was feeling pretty drained from my bout with stomach issues. The trail climbed up a hill directly from the road crossing and then back down to a river valley. For the next several miles the trail wound around the river crossing small little creeks along the way. It would have been really easy walking if I was feeling a hundred percent, but I had to stop, sit down, rest and collect myself more times than I have ever had to.
Posted by Matt French at 11:55 PM