We took advantage of the slow morning to fix one of my favorite morning treats. Bacon and cinnamon rolls fried in bacon grease.
One of the things that I'm preparing for as the weather gets warmer is keeping Forest cool and hydrated. I'm already having to reign him in when he tries to grab a drink from standing water, so I have to be careful that he doesn't get exposed to one of the parasites that can be found in streams and creeks. About the only solution will be to carry more filtered water and make sure that he takes frequent breaks to drink. Fortunately, as I shed some of my winter weight and send it home, I'll be able to take on more water in exchange. I may also try to get a prescription for the medicine commonly used to treat a parasite infection so that I can fill it if he develops sudden vomiting and diarrhea.
I've reserved a bunk room for tonight, as we are expecting 50 mph winds. A major risk on the Trail is falling debris from dead trees. Since this already happened here at Uncle Johnny's before we arrived, I thought I'd rather be safe than sorry tonight and sleep indoors. But first, dinner. If you look closely at the picture below, you'll see Forest sleeping behind my feet while I eat. He doesn't move for the entire meal.
I spent the day planning the next section of Trail. I plan up to 7 days between resupply boxes; if I went longer, I'd be carrying too much weight. Right now, we are about 125 miles from Damascus, VA. Tomorrow morning, I'll be facing a long stretch of Trail with few opportunities to recharge my phone and backup charger. First, we will head to Mountain Harbour B&B/Hiker Hostel, where I'll grab my next resupply box, and then we will push straight on to Black Bear Resort, our last hostel and resupply stop in Tennessee. I'll apologize in advance if you don't hear too much from me over the next week.
Oh, and in case some of you are wondering why I didn't fish the Nolichucky River since I ended up staying here so long: unfortunately, I didn't have a permit, and they don't sell state permits in the hostels. That's something we fisherman need to start pushing for--either for states to sell the permits in the hostels, or come up with some type of Trail fishing permit, that would allow us to fish across state lines.
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