Did a very short one today to take a shot at leg, quad, and whole body healing, etc. by staying in a hostel at the other end. . .. beautiful streams and rivers are to be found everywhere by the way. The four miles went quick and I’m getting to finally, and with great satisfaction, settle into the long hours of solitude that are starting to be the norm during the trekking legs . . . (For the first couple of days I was meeting people constantly and it’s starting to thin out a little bit. It’s fun though: I’ve met people from the Netherlands, Ireland, Germany, Finland, many US States, and the population ‘on the Trail’ seems to be about 50% international and about 30% female. And yes, the ‘internationals’ have all flown directly to Georgia for this purpose of the AT!) Anyway, I like the long hours ofsolitude and am glad I’m getting them. I got to a road and hitchhiked to the hostel and got a ride on my first try despite my gigantic dirty wet backpack. My review of Wolf Pen Gap hostel: Overall, it looks like it hasn’t been cleaned since the Bronze Age. And the toilet looks like it lost a serious battle with a shit-gun. Got a few resupply food items, ate a pizza, took a shower, and slept a lot. Leg pain still making me unsure as to whether I have injured muscle or just severely overworked muscle. Hope it’s ‘healable’.
Penultimate 