Back on day 1, they walked along a wooden foot bridge through a meadow of cows. Of course, the cows could not care less that there were people around. This picture was taken right after lunch, with still about 6 more miles to walk before setting up camp.
The cows were contained by barbed wire, so in order to get out of the meadow, a little bridge was constructed to get hikers out. They would climb up these stairs and over a set of railroad tracks to continue on with the trail.
So away they went, onward to the second half of their hiking day. Way to go guys. Scarecrow had to teach Dakota what a "cow patty" was here during their stroll through the meadow. Dakota saw one and thought it was gross, of course. An important, but gross lesson, I guess, as you have to be aware of your water supply being contaminated by these said cow patties. I am sure they were both happy to move along.
A new addition to the trail since Teddy's thruhike was this wooden path footbridge that allowed you to hike through marshland without sinking in.
11 years ago, there were just random planks like seen in the cow meadow - I am sure they were thankful for the hard work of the volunteers who created this.
Not much explanation is needed for the next picture ~ a father and daughter about to rap up their first successful day of hiking on the Appalachian Trail.
9 miles in and still smiling... LIFE IS GOOD |
Here is another picture of Dakota catching a nap, day 2, during their lunch break at Jim Murray's Secret Shelter. I think this is when her cold started to take its toll. She developed a head cold, and a stuffy nose. She HAD to be exhausted to have been able to find comfort on a wooden step with no blanket and her pack as a pillow.
Off we go after a restful lunch... |
Once they settled at the rec center, Dakota was able to get some rest, while waiting for me to arrive. So, in record time, 2 hours and 45 minutes, I made it from home to High Point, New Jersey and gathered my family. The picture to the right is how I found her when I drove up. Poor Bubba. We packed up their stuff into the back of the jeep, posed for their last picture of this adventure, and were back on the road on our way home by 3:30 pm. We drove straight to Brookhaven Hospital, here on the island, Dakota received treatment, and is now home resting on the couch.
This trip did not include their anticipated finish line, but did include some awesome pictures and wonderful memories. This story is not over, it is "to be continued..."
Until Next time,
~The Thruhiker's Wife