Carey Kish is thru-hiking the 2,200-mile Appalachian Trail from Georgia to Maine. He is currently in Pennsylvania. Entries from Carey’s trail journal are presented here. You can also follow his journey on Facebook.
June 21, 2015: Pogo Campsite to Falls Creek Campsite, 15.4 miles, 9:45am to 7:45pm.
Good crew here tonight at Falls Creek. Met up again with Just Doug and Five and just now, Slingshot. Somehow thought they were all ahead. Yeah!
Crossed the Mason-Dixon Line just a half-mile or so back, meaning I am now officially in the North. Big big yeah!
Stopped at Pen-Mar Park this afternoon and spent three glorious hours hanging out there, mostly in the pavilion on the edge of the park with the big view north and west, with PA, MD, WV and even VA in view. Very nice.
Got there to find a Big Band-type group playing in the dance pavilion to a packed dance floor. The park lawn all around was full of picnickers out enjoying a fabulous Sunday afternoon, Fathers Day.
Grabbed a big waffle cone of mint chocolate chip ice cream from the truck guy, then phoned Rocky’s Pizza and ordered a sausage and mushroom pie and a Coke. They deliver right to the park!
No sooner had I done that, I walked by a big group of picnickers and was able to Yogi a hamburger, hot dog, chips, pickles, cookies and a water. I still have it, I do. Nice folks and we chatted for a bit while I chowed down.
I went back to my pack at the pavilion and got out my wet gear to dry. Then I got a yell from Lucky Strike, who’d also put in a phone order, that the pizza guy was here. Love it. Ate a second dinner while enjoying the view and the very welcome breeze blowing over the face of South Mountain. A thru-hikers dream day for sure.
Filled up on water and made use of the restrooms, taking a sponge bath in the sink. Then sometime after 7, sauntered north out of the park along the old trolley line.
Survived last night’s storm in good order. Packed a wet tent and damp sleeping, but for all its ferocity, I came through the big blow okay. Said goodbye to the Dan, the ATC Ridgerunner, and was off. A but late, but the rain didn’t really stop until 7:30 or so., so I lazed about until then.
Early lunch at Ensign Cowall Shelter. Section hikers gave me a big chunk of Spam, a welcome addition to my lunch menu. Hopped across Little Antietam Creek, which was pretty high from the rains, then grunted up in the heat and humidity to High Rocks. By then I had no interest in the side trail the cliffs, so I continued on to Pen-Mar. I had pizza on the brain I guess.
Got someone to take my picture at the famous sign at Pen-Mar, Maine –> 1089 miles, Georgia <– 980 miles, same as I did in 1977.
What a great day! Planning to make Caledonia State Park tomorrow, about 17 miles, to catch the big swimming pool and snack bar. May stay at the hostel just up the road as well. Should hit a grocery for more supplies too.