Day Before: 23 March 2019

I planned the trip to commence on the day I received a 6-month coin (Chip) from my Gloucester Early Bird Meeting of AA (great people and a great daily morning meeting) and Keith presented me with this 6-month coin as an accomplishment.  During his presentation to me in front of a crowd of about 60 people, he noted that “Kevin’s had a pretty adventurous life and I thought nothing Kevin could do would surprise me at this point, but whenever he quit drinking …”  Everybody laughed heartily.    

 Memory was at the meeting as well and drove me directly to the airport from the meeting.  It was a tough goodbye, especially because of how amazing of a woman she is and all the support she’s given me since I met her.  Even more amazing, she’s attempting to indulge this bucket-list effort of mine.  Most of my family, and all sane people, are telling her to move on, but, hey- she’s giving it a shot. I love that gal.  

Flight to Atlanta.  Uber to an REI to get a fuel canister for my backpacking stove, Uber to get to the famous Amicalola Falls State Park, Georgia– start point for the Appalachian Trail.  (AT).  I looked around a little bit at the State Park and finally settled on sleeping under a picnic bench within sight of the start point.  I slept on cement and froze.  Didn’t sleep much.