We got to the Lewis Mountain Campground about noon. They don't really cater to hikers; there's about 10 rental cabins and 50 campsites. It's the smallest campground in the park. But they have a store microwave, so lunch was a pepperoni calzone and some milk. I got some stuff for supper and breakfast.
Bearfence Hut's water source is an unreliable spring, and it is currently not usable, so we had to load water and carry it here. I suspect I don't have enough, but it's only eight miles to the Big Meadows Wayside so I'll survive. Of course, for me it's actually a twelve mile day to Rock Spring Hut. I'll be solo again after the wayside.
6/14/15 - This time it was me that got up at 5:20, although Logman was waking too. A hiker named Foo had come in late and was sleeping in the shelter, he got woken as well.
It rains last night, and although the rain stopped by about eleven, the tree dripped until almost seven. The fireflies were out all night and the stars were right through the trees.
Foo will probably have to zero a few days after Big Meadows, he has some sort of bite or wound on this upper thigh. It is a blistery injury, about the size of a dime, and raised about ⅛ inch. It is medium red, and he says it stings when he touches it but it doesn't hurt when he walks. I advised seeing someone as yesterday he noticed the skin around it for about an inch had also turned red, but is not yet touch sensitive. This morning it looked no worse, but it told him to see the Rangers at Big Meadows just in case, which he agreed to do. Hope it runs out ok.
I ate a second breakfast at the Wayside, resupplied, took pictures with Logman and headed for the campground a mile away for a shower and laundry. The shower sure was good! Then I repacked and hiked out to Rock Spring Hut, four miles away.
6/15/5 - The Rock Spring Hut hiker log stated that there was a worse problem than bears.... Raccoons! They were climbing the bear pole and stealing food. I ended up hanging my bag anyway as there wasn't anyplace else any better. Turned out the problem wasn't raccoons, they've been trapped, but a deer that was very curious. It was all over camp all night, looking in tents and the shelter. And the fireflies were spectacular again. Hiker Crispy was there with his battery powered string of Chrisymas lights to jazz up the shelter.
I rolled out of camp about six thirty again and headed for Skyland resort. Got there just at nine. I decided to eat a second breakfast at the coffee bar; milk and blueberry muffins, yum! Then it was off to Mary's Rock and Thorton Gap.
Unlike 2007, this year I beat the rocks without injury! I'm stoked now, Maine is getting closer.
Bearman and his son Skins, is here, as is Dr Pickles and Mockingbird. There are several section hikers; Streak, Rubberband Man and Pilgrim, and a couple I last saw at Bearfence shelter.
The guy attempting to break the AT speed record, Scott, apparently ran past here while I was cooking supper. We didn't know it because the shelter is 0.2 miles off trail. He's running fifty miles a day. Go Scott!
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