Gilligan on the AT Revisited: 18-Sep-1993

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.

9/18/93 - Sat.

Another long, tired, wet day. Low mileage, of course.

I am tired, so tired, of the A.T. If I can make it to Monson, ME, I think my spirits may lift, but right now it seems like nothing good ever happens.