March 24, 2017
I finished the 8.8 mile approach trail. Now I was at the official starting point of the Appalachian trail or “AT”. I touched the famous bronze sign of the hiker I had seen so many pictures of, put my foot on the first white blaze that would guide me all the way to Mt. Katahdin Maine and then I was off. I can’t put into words the excitement I felt or the anticipation of how the trail would change me. Nomad and I got about 7.3 miles into the official AT that day. We were both tired but had a blast together. At Hawk Mountain campsite I put my tent up and started cooking diner. I had brought several Black Bart Chili dinners because I had liked them so much in the past. I think it may have been because my body was in such a flux over the hiking but I ate one bite of the chili and wanted to puke. If I never see another Black Bart Chili the rest of my life it will be too soon. I ate a Snickers bar and went to bed.
Passing by my first shelter.
Springer Mountain and the official start of the AT
My very first white blaze
and down the trail we go…