September 2, 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.
9/2/93 – Thur.
We did a whopping 12 miles today to Hexacuba Shelter — Buck and I were here around 2:30, so we got the whole afternoon off. Mosquito Lunch got here around 5:00, Chow Hound & The Seeker got here an hour or so later, and then Glen (GA–>ME 1973; North Adams, MA –>ME 1993) came in just beore dark, but the shelter is big so it’s not really crowded.
Buck said today that she thought I would make a good father — not out of the blue, we were talking about parenthood. She never elaborated on why she thought hat, but it was kind of nice to hear.
We also talked about how our journal entries are getting weaker & weaker, so it’s not just me. And so ends another one-pager.