50 Days and Counting

Actually I wrote the first posting about a month and a half ago and just never started the blog. Since then I’ve been working hard trying to make enough money to actually do the trip. The cost of things seems to jump from one day to the next. I’ve bought a tent, a Nemo Obi 2 that is made right here in New Hampshire (that’s cool) and is super light. It is supposed to sleep two but I can assure you there is no way, no how that someone else will be able to fit in it with me. I guess they measure really skinny people to make the sleeping number claim. I’ve also purchased a pack, a Granite Gear Crown 60; I know it really doesn’t matter to most people what kind of pack I have, but a few might. It’s super light as well and I think it will work just fine. A new sleeping bag, hiking shoes, a set of clothes and all kinds of little gadgets and things to make the trip do-able.

Oh, how could I forget, I’ve been dieting since the 3rd of January…. I will not bore you with the details, let’s just say it’s going good and I’m happy with the loss. I do have to say that being on the diet has cut some of my favorite foods and drink out of reach. The diet will end a week or so before the trip so I can party with friends and family.

I’ve been asked why I gave myself a new name. Well if you walk the Appalachian Trail you get a trail name. You can pick it out yourself or if you don’t the other hikers surely will. Now to avoid getting some name that is unflattering I figured that a name of my chousing would be better, so I picked the name “Gray Loon”. Actually a good friend picked it for me and I love it. The reason for Gray Loon is I’m defiantly going or have gone gray and I spend my winters working at a great place, Loon Mountain, a ski resort in the heart of the beautiful White Mountains of New Hampshire. Loon Mountain has some of the best people in the world that work there and many of them friends that will have to listen to all my wild adventures over and over. Lets just hope there are a few wild stories to tell. I’m not sure if you can tell, but I’m getting really excited about going and the counting of days is something I haven’t done in fifty or so years, waiting on Christmas morning.

From Here To There An Old Mans Tale

Well here we go. The adventure of a life time, but wait, life is an adventure. Life is also a journey, so I guess this will be a small snippet of my life and hopefully an incredible journey. With few responsibilities and working in seasonal jobs, I needed to do something for me. Something I’ve only dreamt about since the age of seventeen. I’m about to embark on an adventure savored only in my dreams; the Appalachian Trail.
What is it that draws people to walk over 2,100 miles it hostile terrain with only the things you can carry? I think everyone that walks the Appalachian Trail has different reason or combinations of reason for going, right of passage, leaving the parental nest, to figure out if you can survive alone, prove a point, get into good physical shape and a host of reasons as numerous and the people that trek it. I have reasons for going and I hope you can help me figure them out as the journey progresses. I’m getting a little long in the tooth as they say. I’m 58 and will be 59 by the time I start and finish the 2181 miles that is said to be about five million steps. Let’s start with that; I’ve been counting my steps, pacing and measuring. I know I had a lot longer stride when I was a younger man so it might mean I have to invest more steps than someone a third my age. If more steps are needed I will be happy to make them even if it actually figures out to more like 5.7 million steps. Who’s going to count them anyway? I will be a north bound hiker so it will start at the top of Springer Mountain in Georgia. I’ve never been to Georgia so that in it’s self will be a new experience. I’m not a shy person usually, but in unknown territory where good American folks talk a different language it might be a bit intimidating. Usually I combat that feeling with a big smile and a grand hello to all I meet. This trip will actually be a bit of an oxy moron (If my 12th grade English teacher should only see me using that wording). You see I’m going to get away…. Away from the hassle and hustle and the noise of people all needing some form of help, comfort or blessing that they are doing what is right. Yet I will be looking to meet people like me, learning their way and hopefully needing help, comforting, and a blessing that they are on the right path. I’m planning on going into the wood light and plan on coming out of the wood personally lighter than when I went in. I’m overweight and not in the best of shape so that is a couple of the more obvious reasons for walking thousands of miles. I’m not delusional as some of my friends must think; I think I know what lies before me. The cold, damp, parched, soaked, sores, pains, hunger, blisters, bites, stings, scrapes, burses and wetness through and through are the things I’m looking forward to overcoming with a cheerful voice and a whistle while I trudge forward. I love that word, trudge, like Geoffrey Chaucer said in A Nights Tail: “Uh… trudging. You know, trudging? To trudge: the slow, weary, depressing yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left in life except the impulse to simply soldier on.” I love it. It kind of sums up what the hike will be more like than anything. Yet don’t let me talk down the experience, though it will be difficult, it will also be the difficulty that makes it all the more powerful and desirable to do it. I want this more than anything at this point in my life and I hope it remains that way all the way to Mount Katadin.
The adventurous journey has to begin with preparations; the preparations of mind, sprit, body and of course equipment. I’ve read hundreds of blogs and studies one brand of equipment against another. Made some good purchases; made some bad purchases. I can see the cost will be more than I first expected. Going light on the trail is only measured in weight not in dollars. The lighter the more practical the better and more desired it is seems to have the bigger and grander pricing. That said I will try to balance the costs and the resources the best I can. I’ve picked an alcohol stove, titanium pot, aluminum trekking poles with cork handles for a starter.