Gilligan on the AT Revisited: 13-Aug-1993

August 13, 2008

This is a 5-month long series of blog posts that are the entries in my journals written on most evenings as I hiked the Appalachian Trail in 1993. The journal entry appears first — indented — and then any additional commentary from my 15-years-removed perspective follows.

8/13/93 – Fri.

The shelter caretaker for this shelter is here. he comes up very night and brings up water since the cistern has been dry. He’s a nice fellow, a little nerdy, who seems to want to talk all night. He pretty much lives for the A.T., it seems, which is nice for the hikers, but he doesn’t seem to have a life.

Thought for the day: some people hike the A.T. for the people, the “A.T. subculture” as “Hair” calls it. Some people hike it more to be in the outdoors. Antaeus, for example, prefers to stay in a tent rather than a shelter just for the experience. I lean toward the latter, though not as heavily as Antaeus.

I caught “The Graduates” today, as well as “Blue Jeans.”

Tomorrow, I have about a half-hour walk to the NY-CT border, and one more state will be completed.

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