Appalachian Trail Project in VA - 5/25/14 - Morgan Mill
Stream to Jim & Molly Denton Shelter – 22 miles
On the trail very early, before 7:00 a.m., 16.2 miles to
cover today to Manassas Gap Shelter. Two
more ups-and-downs right out of camp, no easing into it, and we reached the
southern end of the Roller Coaster. There
was still significant elevation coming, but the climbs are more gradual with
luxurious flat stretches to lollygag on.
We paused at the side trail to Rod Hollow Shelter, where we could have
pressed on to last night, and talked to the last people leaving there. Sounded like it was a full house and I’m glad
we opted for a quiet campsite beside a babbling creek.
Through a wet boggy area
Daisy fleabane
Rue anemone
On the AT through northern Virginia there is some noted
feature about every half mile, and if you are the type of hiker that likes to
keep track of your progress this is a dream section. If you like solitude and a wilderness ain’t-nobody-ever-been-here-but-me
feeling, you will be miserable. I am
more of the former, keeping an eye on the clues, but I also appreciate hiking
alone in my zone. Cathy and Anonymous
stayed ahead of me and out of earshot all day, but I was only a few minutes
behind every stop, and I thoroughly enjoyed the pace. Crossing streams and roads and connecting
side trails kept me oriented and wildflowers and rock walls kept me
entertained.
South of Ashby Gap (crossing US 50/17) the trail wanders into open meadows on a rutted road bed. Ahead of me I could see a trail sign (couldn’t read it yet) and a trail coming in from the left. This is the Ambassador Whitehouse Trail, which leads east to Sky Meadows State Park and gives easy access to the AT. As I approached this intersection I noted other hikers, including three young men accompanied by a large unleashed dog and a couple walking toward them with a dog on-leash. Something told me to slow down…sure enough, the unleashed dog attacked the other, whether in play or in earnest, I don’t know. I heard lots of growling and barking and yelling. The owners sorted the animals out, but I could see the law-abiding (aka leashed) dog owners were not happy with the clueless guys (who subsequently leashed their dog...I mean, why carry the thing and not use it?)
Three-quarters of a mile farther I reached the main side
trail to Sky Meadows Visitor Center, where the three of us had planned to meet
up. The bench was occupied and there
were perhaps a dozen people congregating, but no Cathy and Anon, so I kept
walking. Probably they didn’t want to
stand around with everyone and were just around the bend. But I kept walking, walking, walking…surely
they are still ahead of me. Suddenly
Cathy appeared walking toward me, a little bit kerfuffled because Anonymous
wasn’t anywhere to be found.
Within a few minutes we heard Anon calling and we were
reunited. He had unintentionally turned
onto Ambassador Whitehouse Trail, making a mile detour for himself. But he said the view was great!
One more mile and we reached Signal Knob parking area,
significant because here marked Cathy’s completion of her 17-mile “missing link”. She’s completed half of the Appalachian
Trail! And a trail angel had left a
cooler of icy Gatorade.
At 3:30 p.m. we reached our stopping point for the day,
Manassas Gap Shelter. Given our early
start and with one eye on my watch and one eye on the trail map all day, I
suspected that we would arrive very early and have a decision to make. While 16 miles is a respectable distance for
a backpacker, stopping at 3:30 p.m. with 5 hours of daylight to kill was not
optimal. So far the hiking had been
moderate and my feet/legs/back felt pretty good. We decided to push on another 5.5 miles to
the next shelter. Knowing that my
personal distance record (with just a daypack) was 20 miles in the Great Smoky Mountains, this was a challenge to set a new personal best.
Still, Manassas Gap Shelter was a good enough place to take
a break, put down the backpacks, use the privy and sit down for a few
minutes. But who is that walking up to
the shelter? Some familiar faces! Brandon, from our Glacier NP trip, and his
girlfriend Kris, a fellow Berg Wanderer, were visiting family in the area and
squeezing in a dayhike on the AT. Five
minutes later and we would have missed each other.
Another random stone wall
Throughout the day we encoun- tered northbound thru-hikers
with regularity. Near Manassas Gap (VA
55) we met a young man hiking with his favorite female companion, said she does
very well when they take good rest breaks (don’t we all?)
Cathy and Anonymous following the white blazes under I-66
The last three miles of the day wound in and out of the
woods, through open pastures, over railroad tracks, on footbridges and boardwalks
over Goose Creek and up one more big climb (then down, of course, and a little
bit more uphill) to Jim & Molly Denton Shelter.
The shelter’s reputation precedes it, boasting a big front deck
with Adirondack chairs, a separate covered pavilion with a fire ring, two
levels of bunks, and a solar shower. All
true. By 6:30 p.m. when we rolled in the
shelter was nearly filled, room for Cathy and Anonymous to squeeze in, while I
preferred to pitch my tent in a quiet spot.
The spring was a bit of a walk up the hill (aren’t I spoiled?) but
otherwise it was a welcome respite at the end of my new longest day on the
(any) trail.
Supper and a cuppa tea.
Ahhhhh.
"Congratulations. I knew the record would stand until it was broken." ~Yogi Berra
1 comment:
22 miles - what a record. Well, you certainly surpassed anything I'm willing to plan.
Great job!
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