I WON'T BE CLIMBING MT. EVEREST!

No surprise there - right?  But I'm not disappointed since I had never planned or hoped to do so anyway.  

I really do feel badly about having to give up hiking the Annapurna Trek in Nepal.  That was to be the crème de la crème of my hiking aspirations.  I  had also given some hope to hiking at least part of China's Great Wall [hopefully along with my friend, Randy].  But that's off the list also - for many reasons!  I had also given some thought to hiking the Camino de Santiago in Europe, but I would have liked to have a partner for that spiritual adventure.  

But, a couple of years ago - at 69 years of age - I began to experience the Haire handicap of arthritis along with an impediment related to my sciatic nerve in my right leg.  Now, my reality is limited to walking just about a mile.  My cane-chair has become a treasured companion.  People seem amused when I pop it open in Walmart and sit for a while.  😆  The Rogers' Sale is typically my biggest excursion for the week on Friday mornings.  

But I can walk!  PTL!  And I don't intend to stop!  

By the way, I'v done lots of hiking and backpacking over the years!  Monday was almost always my day off and it usually found me in the woods for three or four hours!  I've backpacked large sections of the North Country Trail repeatedly.  I've also done the Laurel Highlands Trail [70 miles from Johnstown to Ohiopyle, PA] about six times either alone or with a friend!  In 2018, I hit the Appalachian Trail for several months and thoroughly enjoyed the challenge!  I've spent hundreds of nights in the woods alone!  I've got stories to accompany those experiences!  

But, unless the Lord strengthens and heals me - or I choose to spend the thousands of dollars that a specialist has recommended - I'm probably pretty limited in my hiking aspirations.  But that's ok; I doubt that the above-mentioned dreams would have ever materialized anyway.  

I think the things that caused me to enjoy backpacking were essentially two-fold:

1. I found it to be a challenge!  Carrying forty-five pounds into the woods for a week or more was adventurous!  It was not something that everybody did!  And the rewards of hiking up a mountain and enjoying the vistas from its top were mesmerizing.  It was demanding!  There were many times when I wondered why I was out there!  🙄  There were a few times when I was intimidated by the darkness, the storms, and just general fear.  But all-in-all, it was exhilarating!  
2. I loved the solitude!  It was me and God!  The conversation began as I entered the trail and continued for the duration of the hike!  I settled lots of issues while backpacking!  I experienced high moments of worship and deep intimacy with God!  One hike produced the only miracle that I've personally experienced in my life!  Most of my praying was out loud!  I love to pray out loud - it helps me stay focused and lends a face-to-face quality to my dialogue with God!  

I soon expect to start unpacking all of those backpacking gear boxes and passing them along to someone who can use this stuff!  I still have a good bit of prepared food from my AT experience.  It might come in handy someday if we experience a crisis.  

I'm clearly in a de-accumulating phase of my life!  I figure its better for me to go through all this junk than to cast that burden on Troy and Tracie [or possibly Debbie] after I've moved on to higher ground!  

Although my backpacking days appear to be over, I can still type!  I'll unpack my life experiences here - on this blog - for anyone who might enjoy picking through my faux pas and adventures!    

FIRST DAY ON THE TRAIL!

 Three years ago, today, I started hiking the Appalachian Trail in Georgia.  

Actually, I began the 'approach trail' that starts in Amacolola Falls and takes you up the falls and then eight miles  toward the summit of Springer Mountain.  That's where the AT actually begins.  Many people skip the approach trail, since it really doesn't count.

But, being a purist, I decided to start at the beginning.  BIG MISTAKE!

First, you sign in at the Amicalola Falls center with the rangers - so they know that you're going to be on the trail.  They give you tips and suggestions and test you a bit to make sure you know what's ahead.  That takes over half-an-hour.  I arrived from Atlanta after noon, so I was already under pressure to make it to the top before nightfall.  

When you leave the ranger's station, you pass through a stone gate where a selfie is standard operation.  Then you walk a couple of hundred yards up a slow grade to the stairs that crisscross the falls repeatedly leading to the top.  Six hundred steps!  With a backpack that you're not used to that weighs about forty-five pounds!  I must have stopped to breathe at least fifteen times!  By the time I reached the top of the falls, I was exhausted and well over an hour had passed.  😂

Then the trail begins a gradual ascent with few flat spaces, weaving you gradually to Springer Mountain.  I was overwhelmed at the constant incline!  Again, even though I'd put myself through a fairly aggressive training program, I had to stop frequently to rest and breathe!  

My pace was slow.  Several weeks later I reported to my brother that I thought about quitting probably three hundred times - THE FIRST DAY!  

As I was climbing this mountain I could sense that I was losing my daylight and was not going to reach the first shelter (near the top).  I began looking for a place to set up my tent and camp for the night.  Eventually, I spied a spot about fifty yards off the trail that looked reasonably level.  I climbed over downed trees until I reached it and cleared a small space.  I set my pack down and began to unpack.  

I unrolled my tent and began to set it up.  I decided not to use the tent pegs - figuring that I'd be fine.  I used my stove to prepare some hot water and made my supper.  During this time two groups passed me on the trail  They were younger men travelling in pairs.  We hollered greetings as they passed.

As dark descended, I sat up for a while wondering what I had gotten myself into.  I had never dreamed that it would be so hard!  It never occurred to me that I wouldn't reach the camping area that first day.  I was already behind!

When it was fully dark, I crawled into the tent and into my sleeping bag and went to sleep.  As I was going to sleep, I realized that the ground wasn't as flat as I had thought.  All night long, I had to scoot myself back up the grade before dropping back into sleep!  It was a horrible night!  

Finally, daylight came.  Although I was not well rested, I was anxious to get up and have breakfast and get started.  I heated water and made a bowl of  oatmeal with some dried fruit - nasty stuff, hard to swallow.  I was already low on water...

Then I broke down my tent which had nearly turned upside down overnight.  When I finally had everything packed, I was shocked at how late in the morning it already was!  I crawled over the downed trees again, found the trail and restarted the climb.  After going about two hundred yards, I came to a kind of summit where the trail leveled out for a bit.  There, on both sides of the trail were beautiful, flat, much-used camping spots!  Two of the young men were frying eggs on one side and two on the other side were eating pancakes and bacon.  They hollered greetings to me and I dragged past them.

Quickly, the trail continued its upward climb.  Later in the morning both sets of guys passed me on the trail.  They made it look so easy!  Several others passed me as they made their way down the trail toward the falls.  Each stopped to talk briefly.  I've learned since that lots of people just hike the approach trail, spend one night and then return to their vehicles.  That thought crossed my mind many times that second day.  By mid afternoon, I had to make my first major decision.

Should I stay at the shelter near the top of Springer, or sign-in at Springer and keep going six more miles to the trail's first shelter/camping area?  

I pressed on...

Fortunately, after peaking at Springer, the trail descended for a while.  It felt wonderful to be stepping down instead of up!  When I did hit grades, they were usually fairly short and not as steep as the approach trail.  As dusk arrived, I saw the shelter off to the right of the trail.  Heaven couldn't have looked better!

It was packed!  The temperature had dropped to forty.  There were about thirty people ahead of me!  The shelter only slept fifteen - on two levels, so it was obviously full!  A freezing rain had begun to fall.  Tents were set up everywhere.  People were cooking their meals.  Almost everyone had more modern equipment than I had brought.  Their meals looked and smelled delicious.  There were two small tables for cooking and a few places to sit.  After setting my tent up and unpacking, a small area had cleared and I began cooking my meal.  I think I made spaghetti and meat sauce - all of which I had dried in my garage in the months preceding my hike.

I used the tent pegs every night after my first terrible night.  I also was far more careful to try to find a truly flat space.  

I was finally ON THE APPALACHIAN TRAIL!  Let the fun begin!  

AT - REFLECTIONS

QUESTIONS:

Do you miss the trail?

Yes, at times I wish I was still hiking.

What was your most exciting experience?

Reaching well-known stopping points like Neel's Gap Hostel, the Nantahala Outdoor Center and Damascus, Virginia.

Did you have any animal encounters?

Just rounding a bend and facing a massive long-horned steer.

How hard was it?

VERY HARD!  The mountains were steep, rocky and never-ending!  It felt like I was constantly going up!

Did you get blisters?

No, but I stopped frequently to duct-tape my feet because I had 'hot spots'.

Did you have sore muscles?

No, but my legs would get very tired.  When I would kneel or lay down I would get cramps in my legs.

What was the weather like? 

I experienced lots of rain, several days of snow, a few days of extremely high winds, a hail-storm, and persistent fog.  About half of the time, I was provided very nice hiking weather.

Did you make new friends?

I made lots of friends, but most lasted only a few days because of differences in hiking speeds.

Did you hike with others or alone?

I hiked alone, except for three days when I traveled with a Colorado friend whose trail name was Teddybear.

Did you acquire a trail name?

No, I did not.  Although most people select their own trail name long before hitting the trail, I followed the original tradition of being named while hiking.  It simply never happened.  Had I stayed on the trail longer, it probably would have eventually occurred.

Will you hike again?

Yes.  I may even do more of the trail this year.

What obstacles did you face?

I ended almost every day completely exhausted!   Quite a few days, I just put my tent up and went straight to sleep - sometimes without even eating.

If you followed my blog then you know I developed hip problems that sent me home for three weeks.

I dealt with loneliness and missed my family A LOT!!

What did you enjoy the most?

The spectacular, panoramic views, most of which can only be experienced by hiking the trail!  I also camped alone several times by a creek;  that was VERY enjoyable!

Did you ever run out of food?

No, but I came close.  I did run out of water one day and that was miserable!

Where did you get your water?

From streams, springs and ponds.  Most backpackers carry a water filter;  some use chemicals to make the water safe to use.

What did you learn about yourself?

That's a BIG question that I'm still reflecting on.  I was surprised at the loneliness factor because I actually looked forward to the trip because of the independence and being alone.  I guess I learned that I need and enjoy my family far more than I initially realized.

I also came to realize that I'm far more dependent on God when I'm backpacking than when I'm home.  I talk to Him more and enjoy His presence more while I'm in the wilderness!

I realize that I'm less outgoing than I used to be.  I tend to stay off by myself rather than engage with others.  I think my hearing disability affects me in this area.

I obviously don't have the rugged, mental toughness that keeps you on the trail from beginning to the end.  The daily exhaustion was wearing me down.  I'm a little embarrassed about this and also a little disappointed in myself.  But, as my good friend David Rose taught me:  "It is what it is."  :-)

AT - Update #3

On Thursday morning, April 19, I boarded a bus at the Pittsburgh Airport for a several hour trip to Morgantown (WV) where I was deposited at a parking garage with very few services nearby.  I sat for five hours waiting for my connection to Charleston (WV), which arrived at 6:00 PM.  The passengers included an older man who was somewhat verbal and unruly.  The driver stopped and took him off the bus to talk with him twice.  Then, when he acted up again, the driver turned the lights on and went back to speak with him.  I saw him with the man's ID making a phone call.  A short while later, we stopped "for a smoke break".  The police showed up and took the man to the ground right outside my window!  Sad!

An hour layover at Charleston late at night and then a ride to Witheville (VA) for another hour layover.  A long trip to Knoxville (TN) - which was WAY out of my way!  Then an early morning trip to Bristol (TN) - my destination.  All-in-all, 24 hours and lots of adventure!

I quickly arranged an Uber ride to Damascus (VA) where I re-engaged the AT with a half-mile walk along a former railroad bed.  Then the trail headed up the mountain and kept me moving upward the rest of the day.  It was a good test for my hip, which hasn't bothered me yet (PTL!!!).

I camped alone that night.  The next day offered more mountain-climbing.  I knew I had several very challenging mountains to cross before the elevation leveled out, but it surprised me how hard it was finding the top of these mountains.  I spent three days gaining elevations over 5,000 feet!  Those three days were warm and I hiked in short sleeves!

Day four held some unique challenges including very strong winds that actually blew me off the trail many times.  I was exhausted toward the end of the day as I thought I approached the top of 'Buzzard Rock' mountain.  Then it opened to a massive bald area that continued up for another half-mile!  The temperature dropped significantly and I had to stop to add clothing.  Upon reaching 'Buzzard Rock', the view was IMPRESSIVE!  But it was getting late and I needed to find a place to camp.  [I was told that those who came after me had to cross this area on their knees because of the fierce winds;  plus, it immediately fogged in and they saw no view at all!]

I found a flat space beside another tent and set up for a long night of high winds that made it difficult to sleep.  At 5:00 AM, it rained!  At 7:00 AM, I was up and on the trail for a day of phenomenal wind.  At first I lost elevation and then began to gain it again after a road-crossing.  It was another forever climb that sucked my energy.  Toward the end of the day, I capped the mountain in a mist and was first into a shelter (PTL!).  It was a long evening.  Four other guys eventually joined me.  The wind howled all night and the rain poured down!  I was glad to be in a shelter since my tent was soaked.

The next day, we hiked all day in a downpour with cold wind blowing.  The trail turned into a creek.  In spite of having bread bags on my feet, they still were soaked because of the depth of the water on the trail.  I entered the Grayson Park area and started seeing evidence of ponies!  :-)  Toward the end of the day, I reached the next shelter and parked for the rest of the day and night.  Again, five others joined me.

NOTE:
Backpacker's midnight is 8:00 PM!  I have never seen anyone stay up later than that.  Most are in the sack by 7:30 PM and don't emerge until 7:30 AM.  Sheer exhaustion makes you yearn for sack-time!

Three ponies showed up that evening and tried to run off with anything we left lying around.  We had to be forceful in scaring them away.  One, in particular, would come right up and try to grab food out of your hand!  It was intimidating at first.

The next morning:  more rain and mist!  Pack up and head out!  By the end of this day, pretty much everything I had (except my sleeping bag) was soaked.  Hypothermia was becoming a real threat due to the cold temperatures.  I got lost that day;  the trail was VERY POORLYi blazed in the Grayson area.  Fortunately, my GPS kept me heading for a point of intersection with the AT.  Actually, I think my faux paux may have saved me a section of steep climbing.  I didn't mind.  :-)  I was walking in a thick fog/mist anyway, so there wouldn't have been any views.

I arrived at my next shelter and intersected with several hikers who were all moving on.  I began to shiver and knew I had to make a decision:  move on or get into my bag asap!  I saw that a road crossing was 1 1/2 miles ahead.  Eight miles up that road was Troutdale, VA where a Baptist Church operates a hostel.  Unforunately, we'd had no phone service for five days to call for a shuttle.  I arrived at the road and began walking toward Troutdale.  There was very little traffic and most was going the other way.  The sun broke through and I stopped to take off my rain gear.  Due to my hearing, I almost missed a coming car - but spun around and stuck out my thumb.  An older couple stopped and picked me up and delivered me to the hostel door (PTL!!!!).

The hostel is a two-room, plywood bunk room with a heater.  Water is outside along with a picnic table and port-a-potty.  Not luxury, but a BLESSING!  All the pastor asks is for a donation.  They also offered a shower down at the church and even provided a towel!  It felt great.  At 7:00 PM, I went down for the Wednesday night Bible study.  Pastor Ken Riggens taught on Romans 1:16 and it was amazing!  There were six of us!  Wonderful people.  I asked if anyone knew of a way for me to get to Marion (VA), which is a larger town with hotels and a Walmart for resupply.  The pastor's wife, Mary, offered me a ride the next morning at 7:00 AM.

She dropped me at the outskirts of town and I walked to a Bojangles for a great breakfast!!!!  Then I chose a hotel and dropped my bag in the lobby (trusting it would be ok).  I took my dirty laundry and walked a mile to a laundromat to wash my clothes.  Walking back, I stopped at McD's for some french fries and saw some other backpackers.  I also stopped at Dollar General and Walmart to resupply.  By then, I was able to get into my room (1:30 PM).  I settled in and unpacked my gear and began to recharge my phone/chargers as well as communicating with family and friends.

I'd been dreaming about Pizza Hut, so I decided to walk another mile to eat there.  I opened the door and it was raining!  Oh well, what's a little rain?  I walked it anyway and thoroughly enjoyed my meal.

It's now Friday, and Mary is going to pick me up and return me to Troutdale at the end of her work day.  Backpackers call a day off a 'zero day';  it simply means no miles!  It's not uncommon to take two zero days together.  Mary has suggested that I "slack pack" the next section.  That means that I hike a section of the trail with a very light pack and then return to the hostel for another night inside.  It's very tempting since rain is forecast for tomorrow.  After that, however, the forecast shows lots of sunshine for the next week!  Woo Hoo!

My biggest problems:
1.  Exhaustion!  I get really tired climbing these never-ending mountains!
2.  Loneliness!  I really miss Debbie and interaction with others.  My hearing makes it difficult to participate in conversations (especially when it's windy and rainy).

Thanks for your kind thoughts and prayers.  I hope you enjoy following my minimal progress.  Don't forget to lift a prayer for the ICCM children!

AT - UPDATE #2 HOLDING PATTERN

I made some unwise decisions that took me off the trail at the Nantahala Outdoor Center (NOC) in North Carolina (mile 136).  I wanted to be in a town to celebrate Easter, so I pushed hard for nine days doing 9-13 miles/day.  At the end of my sixth day, I noticed a soreness in my right hip;  however, I was still 25 miles from the NOC.  I did 10 miles the next day and, of course, my hip became even more sore.  The next day, I did 9 miles and limped into the camping area still 6 miles from the NOC.  By the time I reached the NOC, I couldn't put any weight on my right leg.

I stayed overnight in a cabin with two trail friends who moved on up the trail the next morning.  I hitch-hiked to Bryson City, NC and got a room at a Sleep Inn for the next three nights.  I sat and watched TV until my sitter was sore!  I did limp to a United Methodist Church to worship.  Monday morning, I got an Uber ride to a car rental dealer.  Not having a major credit card prevented me from renting a car.  :-(  They felt bad and offered me a ride to another hotel about two miles away where I spent the day trying to arrange a way home.

Eventually, a lady took me to the Asheville airport and I flew (via Charlotte) to Pittsburgh, arriving after midnight.  I have been resting at home since then.  On Friday of that week I went to see my doctor who gave me a shot in my right hip bursa.  I am feeling some better, but am clearly not fully recovered.  I intend to wait until I feel full strength before returning to the trail.

I am nearly through North Carolina and within two days of entering the Smokey Mountain National Forest. This is an area that I am much excited to hike through.  I am probably within a week of reaching Clingman's Dome - a place where I once hiked a small section of the AT dreaming of the day when I would hike there.

I have been resting at home since arriving here very early last Tuesday (4/3).  I expected immediate results from the shot I received, but I'm still having days of discomfort.  So, I continue to rest my leg with hopes that I will see a full recovery and be able to return to the trail.

Thank you for your prayer support for me and for the kids of ICCM!  As I mentioned earlier, the trail was hard and I have been put to the test physically, but it was exciting to be on the trail meeting people and experiencing the rugged wilderness of northern Georgia and also North Carolina.  I had several former thru-hikers tell me that I am past the worst - that was encouraging...

AT - UPDATE #1

Well, I've been out since March 9th and I'm still at it!  PTL!

I'm currently in Hiawassi, GA.  I was here on Sunday and attended a wonderful Baptist Church.  Now I'm back because of the nor-easter that is tormenting all backpackers.  I didn't plan this stop, but it was necessary.  Last night was SO COLD!  Whew!  I couldn't feel my fingers! 

I'm on a public computer, so this will not be refined.  I can't tie it up too long.  I know that miles is a big issue to family and friends, but it's really not to me.  There are no mile-markers on the AT.  You use the trail guide and maps and apps to locate yourself.  Anytime I do report my mileage, I will add the 'Approach Trail' 9 miles because it was about the hardest section I've done so far.  Although Blood Mountain was also a major challenge.

The hiking is hard!  So many mountains that never seem to end!  You reach what you think is the summit only to discover that the trail turns and heads up more.  This happens over and over and over again! 

But, my legs and lungs are getting stronger - I can feel it.  They say you get your 'trail legs' by Tennessee - we'll see.  But I am doing better.  After climbing the 1,000 steps to the top of Amicalola Falls, I was seriously questioning my decision to do this! 

About 80% of the hikers are in their 20's/30's.  They are friendly to me and I enjoy the camaraderie with all the hikers.  Most are friendly.  When they pass me on the trail, almost always they will ask if I'm ok.  It renews my confidence in the younger generation.  There are a few guys older than me and a few my age.  I've also tracked with a few in their 50's. 

Some say that many of the younger ones are 'spring-breakers' who will leave and then return to the trail at the end of the semester.  Could be.  Thru-hikers quickly recognize one another and enjoy a special connection. 

There are lots of encouragers on the AT.  If they sense you're down, they'll try their best to cheer you up and keep you going.  Just this morning I was told:  "Hal, never quit on a rainy or snowy day!"  :-)  If it wasn't for these encouragers and my family and friends, I might have quit that first week. 

I've seen friends drop off because of knee problems - lots of those!  Several struggled with back issues and had to leave the trail.  A 'ridge runner'* told us that he came across a man several miles in who had hit the first hard climb.  He had his pack off sitting in the middle of the trail and he was standing there staring at it!  I can appreciate that vignette! 

So far, every day has been utterly exhausting!  You reach your campsite or shelter area and just collapse.  You still have to set up camp and prepare your meal, but you wonder how you'll ever get it done.  Sometimes you have tio hang a 'bear bag' which can be challenging.  A benefit of staying at shelter areas is that they almost always provide wires to hang your food from - VERY HELPFUL.  They're now adding 'bear-proof boxes at some areas which is even nicer (easier). 

Everyone is in bed at 8 PM.  You rise with the sun, prepare your breakfast, break camp, pack up and hit the trail.  At first, I was slow, but I'm often on the trail before 8:30 AM now. 

I have no physical problems - thank You, Lord!  I'm truly grateful for this!  Especially when I see so many others struggling. 

I'm learning so much!  Much by making mistakes.  More by watching others.  There have been some spectacular views;  I've much appreciated them.  I've slept on shelter floors more than I expected - mostly because of the bad weather. 

I'll soon be leaving Georgia and entering North Carolina.  That'll feel good! 

I miss Debbie more than I expected.  But she's been my #1 prayer partner along with the rest of my family (and many of you) - THANKS!   When you pray for me - please also lift a prayer for the children of ICCM!  Their needs far exceed mine and we want our gracious God to watch over and provide for them! 
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Sorry for the scattered thoughts, but I'm trying to get as much in as I can quickly. 

I've had signal more than I thought I would, but I still have to be careful for my battery supply.  If you have specific questions, put them on the FB feed that sent you here and I'll try to answer.  I'll be on wifi the rest of today (Wednesday). 

BLESSINGS on you all on this first day of spring.   Ha ha ha ha....

*  A ridge runner is someone who works for the AT Conservancy and hikes the trail and checks the shelter and camping areas for problems of any kind.  They're VERY HELPFUL people! 

AT - THINGS I'LL MISS

OK, we're going to do this David Letterman style:

10.  THRONE TOILETS

I'll still see them on occasional visits to restaurants and hostels, but for the most part, I'll be using privies and cat holes.  Oh well, I got used to 'squattie potties' in China, so I guess I can endure this, too.

9.  TELEVISION

Since retirement, I enjoy an hour of news every morning and another hour every evening.  I also watch a few shows with Debbie.  It's relaxing and entertaining.  Won't be any of that in the great outdoors.  But, God's display will replace it and I'm TOTALLY excited to see His handiwork!  The mountain views are a big part of why I'm doing this!

8.  POPCORN

Anyone who knows me knows that I eat popcorn six or seven nights a week!  I'll really be looking forward to a big bowl of buttery popcorn when I get back! 

7.  MY CHAIR

Almost every evening, I fall into my recliner chair to read, watch TV or nap.  :-)   With Debbie in hers beside me - all is right with the world!  All I have to sit on for the next six months is a small foam pad that I luxuriously stashed into my backpack.  I'll be thinking about that chair every night!

6.  SUNDAY NIGHT NACHOS

Just about every Sunday night, Deb and I enjoy a big tray of nachos with melted cheese and jalapenos on them with a large bowl of home-made salsa!  I might be able to hit a few Taco Bells along the way, but it'll be a far cry from what I really like!  Sunday nights are going to make me think of home!

5.  GOING TO CHURCH

I've almost always loved being part of a church family.  Right now, Deb and I worship with the New Springfield Church of God family.  We're just beginning to get to know folks there.  I love to worship!  I'll miss that huge!!!!!   I will find a church on Easter Sunday.  I may occasionally be in a trail-town on a Sunday.  If I can shower and launder my clothes, I'll try to attend church from time to time.  Otherwise, every day will be a worship day as I walk through the green tunnel of God's wonderful creation!  Count on it - I'll be worshiping the Lord EVERY DAY!!!!!!

4.  MY BED

I love my bed!  It's a memory-foam.  When I laid on it at Goldstein's, I got up and told the clerk that we'd take it!  She was shocked!  I've never regretted my decision!  I love my bed with its heating pad!  Wow!  So comfortable.  But, my sleeping mattress will be better than any of the pads I've used in the past while hiking.  I spent $50 on it!  Deb, Troy and Missy have all tried it out;  they were each impressed!  So, I'm hoping I'll sleep well on the trail!

3.  DRIVING

I love to drive.  Always have!  I got my license one week after I turned 16, and have been driving ever since (except the three years we were in China).  I love my 2004 Xterra, that drives like a truck and has lots of rattles and other noises.  Driving relaxes me.  I love long trips with Deb.  But, I'm going to slow it down for the next six months.  From 70 mph to 2 mph.  No regrets!  When (if) I reach Mt. Katahdin (Maine), I'll probably be scared to death with my first ride in a car again!  :-)

2.  MY FOOD

I love to eat!  It's a daily pleasure.  Whether its a visit to Wendy's, Pizza Hut, McD's or home-made meals, I love to eat!  Three times a day works well for me!  :-)  When I get to do it with Deb or others, it's all the more enjoyable.  I'm a slow eater!  EVERYBODY finishes before me!  I think I got this from my Mom.  I've prepared scores of 'freezer bag meals' for my trip.  Some of them will be delicious!  I'll have

• home-made chili over mashed potatoes
• spaghetti and meat sauce
• vegetables over mashed potatoes with gravy
• oatmeal/fruit breakfasts
• granola breakfasts
• potato/cheese,bacon bits breakfasts
• barbecue dish
• PB&J tortilla lunches
• jerky and beef-stick and cheese
• gorp

But, when I get home, I'll be ready for a trip to Das Dutch Haus in Columbiana - hopefully on a Thursday night when they serve that delicious 'Chicken Dribble' soup (my personal name for it)!  

1.  DEBBIE

We started walking together in 1968, when she first asked me out (she denies that, but it's true).  That's a long time.  I love her more than myself!  She's an amazing wife and mother and I am grateful to God for a godly wife every day!  She 

• comforts me
• serves me
• encourages me
• prays for me
• loves me
• and blesses me

and she does these things faithfully EVERY DAY.  I don't deserve her, but God has been gracious to place her by my side!  Thank You, Lord!  

I will miss her and think of her constantly!  I'll connect with her as often as I can.  She'll meet me in Carlisle, PA, when I get there and we'll take a few days to rest and relax together.  I can't wait!  Say a prayer for her while I'm away - she's going to miss her antagonizing and extremely humorous husband a lot!  

That's my 'Top Ten List' of things I'll miss the most.  Tomorrow's the big day!  Woo Hoo!

AT - WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?

I have a good friend who frequently asks me this question.  He is a knowledgeable and generous man who has helped me with quite a few projects over the years.  He moved to South Carolina a year or two ago and I really miss him.  His modeling of generosity of time and talents has inspired me. 

Like everyone, I struggle with being self-centered and selfish.  I admire people who are self-giving, but often struggle and fail to get there myself.  I am fully aware of what a selfish thing it is to take off for six months and hike the Appalachian Trail.  I have struggled over that.  Of late, I've been praying about it.

However, in a recent conversation with my sister, Beverly, I received a confirming word from God.  She is one of the first people I turn to for prayer - because I KNOW she prays and I know she loves me!  :-)  I wish I could quote her exactly, but I'll just have to do the best I can based on a faulty memory.  She assured me that she would be praying for me on this journey.  She reported that she had struggled with 'how' to pray for me.  Then she had come to the conclusion that she should pray that God would thoroughly renew me spiritually and bring me home a totally new man in Christ! 

That resounded in my spirit!  That's what I want!  That's what I need!  That's what I long for.  There have been so many major changes in my life since 2012.  To some extent, I've been floundering.  But somehow, through the word from my precious sister - I have a new-found hope! 

Now, a personal word:
I have been backpacking before and I know that it's a solitary experience.  One of the many reasons I love it is because it reveals my utter dependence on God!  I need Him for:

• strength
• companionship
• courage
• wisdom
• and to help me overcome fear.

When I'm on-the-trail, it is an ongoing (often out-loud) dialogue with God.  I sing and talk with Him and praise Him!  I enjoy His presence and deepen my relationship with Him.  

So, I'd like to make an offer to you today.  I'm entering what could be a six-month school of prayer.  If you'd like to put something on my prayer list, I'd love to covenant with you about your need or concern.  I will only share your concern with God!  I will print (and laminate) a list of all concerns I receive along with your names.  I will periodically pull it out while I'm hiking and bring your needs before our loving and powerful God. 

If you would like me to be praying for your concern, simply share it with me via:

• email:  halinasia@psmail.net
• text:  (724) 944-3881, or
• Facebook - Private Message

Keep in mind that I leave March 9th, so you'll need to respond quickly!  Meanwhile, God bless you!

AT - PREP

Two weeks from today I will - Lord willing - be on the trail!  Preparing to hike the Appalachian Trail is a gargantuan project that has several facets.

1. preparing myself physically
2. preparing food and planning food/supply shipments made by Debbie
3. selecting/purchasing gear and making decisions regarding the backpack and its weight

I've been doing some training on the North Country Trail which is near my home.  It has some challenging climbs that are helping to prepare my legs for the Smokies.  I try to do exercises every-other-day that include an upper body workout and lots of stretching.  I'm also on a low-sugar, low-carb diet to drop additional weight before I hit the trail.  

Thru-hikers have a voracious appetite and tend to dream about food all day!  I will carry about a week's worth of food with me when I leave.

BREAKFAST:

• oatmeal/flax/metamucel plus rehydrated fruit
• home-made granola with dried milk  (can be eaten with added water or as a snack)
• breakfast taters  [see video]

LUNCH:

• I have two tubes, one filled with peanut butter and the other with jelly.  I will carry tortillas for sandwiches.  I'll also have beef stick, cheese, and Tracie made me jerky and fruit roll-ups!

SUPPER:

• I'm making many meals using the freezer-bag cooking system.  [see video]
• I'll eat in town and eateries along the way.
• Especially on the southern end, churches and other groups set up feeding stations on the trail to the delight of thru-hikers!
• I'll buy resupply items in towns occasionally along the trail.
• Debbie will strategically ship me resupply packages from time-to-time.

I'm trying to keep my pack as light as I can to make my journey more enjoyable.  I have traditionally carried over forty pounds, but I hope to keep it well under thirty for this trip.  You can read the blog article "AT - IT'S GETTING REAL" for a list of most of my gear.

Some are asking how I feel?

Physically, I feel really good.  I am obviously very excited to get started.  However, I do have anxiety.  I have never backpacked for more than a week!  What makes me think I can stay out there for nearly six months?  I have concerns about ticks, poisen ivy, getting sick, bad people, snakes and bears.  I'm apprehensive about staying dry and warm during the typical, serial rainy days that the AT is famous for!  [Thru-hiker saying:  "No rain - no Maine!"]

What do I look forward to most?

• the independence of the experience
• adventure
• great scenery
• camaraderie with other thru-hikers
• testing myself
• standing on Mt. Katahdin in central Maine!  

Here are a couple of videos you might enjoy:  

https://youtu.be/-3OPyu1B2ZI

https://youtu.be/iY4CPyJdGHo

https://youtu.be/n3eJqvpIZ8c

AT - IT'S GETTING REAL

Something I've been dreaming about for forty-five years is becoming a reality!  Woo Hoo!

I purchased my airline ticket to Atlanta yesterday.  I also arranged my shuttle from Atlanta to Amicalola Falls State Park.  I'll arrive at the park around noon on Friday, March 9th.  At this point, there are over twenty others who are beginning the trail that day.  Literally hundreds will be ahead of us;  some starting in early February.  

I've been purchasing a lot of gear to prepare for my hike.  Up to this point, I've been largely an old-school hiker carrying over forty pounds on my back.  It can be a real joy-robber to carry that kind of weight in rugged terrain.  Since summer, I've done tons of research on light-weight backpacking.  I've spent well north of $600 buying specialized clothing and gear.

Today, I spread everything out on two tables in our living area and began the weighing process.  Here is my pack list (and weights) at present:

• Osprey 58 liter backpack   (41.2 oz.)
• Marmot eos 1 person tent  (50.4 oz.)*
• North Face Down Sleeping bag  (33.3 oz.)
• Klymit Static V2 Air Mattress  (20.3 oz.)
• DIZAUL Solar Charger  (4.8 oz.)**
• North Face wind/rain coat  (11.5 oz.)
• Rain pants  (8.6 oz.)
• Silk glove liners  (1.7 oz.)
• Water-proof mittens  (1.3 oz.)
• Gaiters  (4.6 oz.)
• Trekker trekking poles  (24 oz.)
• Down Jacket  (11.9 oz.)
• Merrell Gore-Tex boots  (36.6 oz.)***
• Katadyn water filter system  (14.2 oz.)
• First Aid bag  (currently 11.5 oz.)
• Hygiene bag  (5.3 oz)
• Pillow  (9 oz.)
• Flashlight  (3.1 oz.)
• LED lamp  (.7 oz.)
• Aluminum cook system:  2 pots, lid, cup, scratcher, ladle  (13.4 oz.)
• Canteen  (11.6 oz.)  [may replace with cheap water bottles]
• Cosys  (2)  (2.2 oz.)
• 2 alcohol  pop-can stoves  (.4 oz.)****
• Headlamp  (3.8 oz.)
• Pack rain cover/bag  (6.3 oz.)
• Mosquito net  (.6 oz.)
• Matches/lighter/bag  (1.6 oz.)
• Dr. Bonner's biodegradeable soap  (2.8 oz.)
• Coleman biowipes  (7.7 oz.)
• OFF can  (6.7 oz.)
• Rope  (3.4 oz.)  
• Reading glasses  (.7 oz.)
• Sunglasses  (1.1 oz.)
• Field repair kit  (1.8 oz.)
• Multi-tool  (6.4 oz.)
• Bear repellent  (11.9 oz.)*****
• AT Guide  (8.8 oz.)  [I will divide this into sections before leaving]  
• Net bag  (1.1 oz.)
• AT balaclava  (1.2 oz.)******
• Stocking cap  (2.9 oz.)
• Hankey  (1.2 oz.)
• Black long-sleeve undershirt  (7.2 oz.)
• Blue long-sleeve undershirt  (8.4 oz.)
• Gray long-sleeve undershirt  (5.5 oz.)
• Fleece pullover  (10.5 oz.)
• Polyester long johns  (6.1 oz.)
• Gray short-sleeve undershirt  (6.2 oz.)
• Black short-sleeve undershirt  (6.7 oz.)
• Blue zip-off pants  (12 oz.)
• Tan zip-off pants  (11.9 oz.)
• Belt  (7 oz.)
• Briefs - 3 pair  (6.2 oz.)
• Linen sock liners - 2 pair  (1.6 oz.)
• Merino wool socks - 3 pair  (7.1 oz.)
• Coleman water treatment bottles  (2.3 oz.)

I'm sure a few items may be added.  I weighed the pack today and was thrilled to have it be slightly less than 21 pounds!  That means with food and water, I should be under 30 pounds - which was my goal.  [Keep in mind I'll be wearing some of the items above, therefore they will not be part of my pack weight.]  

My shuttle driver supplies me with 8 oz. of fuel for my stoves, so that should see me through my first week.  The first eight miles I hike will not count as AT miles.  The access trail from Amicalola Falls to Springer Mountain is a traditional way to start the hike, but the AT mile-count begins at Springer Mountain.  

For the next week or so, I'll be working on meal prep.  My system is referred to as 'Freezer Bag Cooking' (FBC).  Dehydrated meals are prepared ahead of time in Zip-Lock Freezer bags.  The only cooking I will do is heating water to a boil then adding it to the freezer bag and slipping the bag into a cozy for 5+ minutes.  Then I simply eat the food out of the bag with a spork and carry the empty bag out as garbage.  

I'll eat a lot of oatmeal and granola mixes for breakfast with dried fruit added along with other specialties for variety.  Most of my lunches will be PB&J in flour tortillas along with gorp.  I'll occasionally leave the trail for resupply, laundry, and to eat real food!  :-)  Thru-hikers burn an average of around 6,000 calories/day!  They are able to consume massive amounts of food with no weight gain!  

This will be my home during the hike.

Debbie liked my sleeping pad - a lot!  My bag is good to 20 degrees!  :-)

If you're a new reader, I'm recruiting people to pledge per-mile amounts for however much of the trail I am able to complete to benefit International Child Care Ministries Special Projects!  A pledge of $.01/mile would mean a maximum gift of $22.  A pledge of $.05/mile would mean a maximum gift of $109 (and so on).  No money is given until I come home and then it will be given directly to ICCM.  Right now, just let me know how much you'd like to pledge:
Text:  (724) 944-3881
Email:  halinasia@psmail.net
Facebook:  Private message me.
Thanks!  Let's do something great for the kids!

*           Very expensive tent bought by Travis back in 2011

**         Gift from Tracie and Jon

***        Gift from my brother-in-law, Tom Whippo, back in 2011
****      Made for me by my hiking buddy, Derrick Moran

*****    Gift from Tracie and Jon

******  Gift from my awesome son-in-law, Jon

PATH TO ADVENTURE

My dad was born and raised in New Brighton, PA.  He lived for a few years in Beaver Falls (across the Beaver River) before moving permanently back to New Brighton.  He must have had some elements of adventure because in 1955, he took our family on a trip to the west coast;  I was three and don't remember it at all.  Other than that, he enjoyed vacations to the Allegheny National Forest in New York state nearly every summer.  He and my mother made a few trips to Florida after he retired.  He participated in General Conferences of the Free Methodist Church five different times, which took him to Winona Lake and Indianapolis, Indiana.  Other than these ventures, he was pretty content to stay in one place.

I, on the other hand, have lived in Pennsylvania, New York, Kentucky, Indiana, Ohio, Maryland, West Virginia (briefly) and China.  Although I stayed in East Liverpool, Ohio for thirteen years and New Middletown, Ohio for nine years, it doesn't take long for me to get restless.  I seem to have been born without an anchor.  When Debbie and I travel, I see so many wonderful places and wonder what it would be like to live there.  Call me nomadic, I guess.  

Over the years, Debbie and I have created a mental list of places we might like to live for an extended time.  It includes:

• Dahlonega, Georgia
• Ocean City, Maryland (fall, winter and spring only)
• the Shenandoah Valley (Virginia)
• Asheville, North Carolina
• the Philippines
• Portugal
• New Zealand (OK, I just added that one)

Two years ago, we placed a manufactured home on a lot in a wonderful place in Enon Valley, Pennsylvania.  Troy and I built a great, two-car garage adjacent to the house.  I spent this summer putting in a yard and doing all the landscaping to give it the finished look.  

Before we made this enormous decision, I asked Debbie if making this move was going to kill my dream of traveling and living in various places.  We agreed that although the move gave our lives some sense of permanence, we would still be intentional about breathing life into our dreams.  

But life has a way of happening.  Debbie participates with her siblings in providing care for her aging mother, who still lives on the Whippo farm.  It's less than three miles from where we live.  Once (sometimes twice) a week, Debbie spends a 24-hour period with her mom.  It's interesting because Dolores (Deb's mom) provided care for her parents - along with her siblings - many years ago.  So, in a sense, her kids are following their example.  

You can see where this is heading, right?  Making this loving commitment is the right thing to do, but it limits our dream.  To be really honest, it limits my dream.  Debbie isn't the adventurer that I am.  She's far more content to settle and live a peaceable life.  I'm the restless one.  Now that the work is all done on our new home, I'm ready to move on...  Suffice it to say:  this makes me a hard guy to live with.

Part of our retirement dream had been to be available for short-term (or long-term) missionary assignments through the Free Methodist Church.  We actually have a standing invitation to fill a role in the Middle East, but can't really do so in light of Deb's current commitments.  Maybe someday.

Right now, I'm writing this blog article from Hilton Head Island where we're spending the better part of two weeks.  It's our first retirement escape from the winter cold.  So far, a trip to Savannah, extensive beach walking and finishing my first novel have kept me busy.  Today, boredom started creeping in;  the desire to explore and be active.  

Actually, my opportunity to stretch will be here soon.  I've been dreaming about hiking the Appalachian Trail since I was twenty-one.  I'm planning to hit the trail in Georgia in about seven weeks.  I've been buying gear and weighing everything over past weeks.  I'll be preparing food and planning drop-boxes in the intervening time.  Finally, I'll arrange my travel and shuttles to get me to the trail-head at Amicalola Falls.  

The trail is approximately 2,150 miles and runs from Springer Mountain, Georgia to Mt. Katahdin, Maine.  It also passes through North Carolina, Tennessee, Virginia, West Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Connecticut, Massachusetts, Vermont and New Hampshire.  I read somewhere that you cross over three hundred mountains during the trek.  

The closest the trail comes to our home is Carlisle, Pennsylvania (near Harrisburg).  If I make it that far, Deb will probably come to visit and resupply me.  If I make it to Connecticut, I'll pass within two hours of Tracie and Jon.  I'll take a break with them for some good food and a much-needed shower.  

In 2017, 3,839 people began the through-hike of the AT (most south-to-north).  1,723 made it as far as Harper's Ferry, West Virginia - the emotional half-way mark.  685 completed the trail.  There are many reasons for dropping off the trail:

• too hard
• an injury
• ran out of time
• ran out of money
• boredom
• emergency at home

I have been backpacking for a week several times in my life.  However, never longer.  What makes me think I can live in a tent on the trail for five-six months?  I have no idea.  It's the pursuit of a dream that materialized when I was a young man.  I'm not that young man anymore!  I'm purchasing gear that should help me to endure.  I've read hundreds of books about hiking the AT and other major trails.  

No one really knows ahead of time how they'll handle the adversity and hardships that are typically encountered on the AT.  Serial rainy days, tics, potential snowstorms (with my start date), poison ivy (a major issue for me), and the number one threat - BOREDOM will challenge me.  At 66, I will not be the oldest to take on the trail.  In 2017, the age range was from 17-74, with the average age being 32.  One in four hikers are women.  

Dale Sanders, 82, stopped to kiss his last trail marker 

before becoming the oldest person to hike 

all 2,190 miles of the Appalachian Trail within a year.

I have decided to try to raise some money for one of my favorite causes: International Child Care Ministries.  This ministry (associated with the Free Methodist Church) enables individuals to sponsor a child for a monthly fee that will insure that the child receives food, school fees, books and supplies.  In addition, they have special projects that include feeding centers and the building of schools for some of the neediest children.  

I'd love to have you invest in their special projects by sponsoring me for the miles I am able to complete.  The AT is 2,189 miles.  If you sponsor me for $.01/mile, the most you would contribute would be $21.89.  If I only complete 100 miles, then you only contribute $1.00.  

For those who doubt that I'll make it, why not volunteer for $.10 or $1/mile?  Place your bets!  

ICCM is helping kids who really don't have many advantages.  You can check them out at http://www.childcareministries.org/  I do have their permission to recruit sponsors.  To become a sponsor, you can notify me of your support in three ways:

• email:  halinasia@psmail.net
• text/call:  (724) 944-3881
• Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/halhaire

No money will pass through or go to me!  Funds will eventually be remitted to ICCM with a note indicating 'Hal's AT Hike';  that way I'll be able to tell you - down the trail - how much we raised!  :-)

International Child Care Ministries is a ministry of the Free Methodist Church of North America, a registered religious nonprofit organization with IRS 501 (c) (3) tax-exempt status in the United States of America. Also registered as such with the State of Indiana. Contributions to ICCM are tax-deductible to the extent that the law allows. 

I'll occasionally check in during my hike using my Facebook page - in case you're interested.  My projected start date is between March 9-12.  I'd like to hear from you!  Let's have some fun and raise some money for the kids!  

A QUICK LOOK OVER MY SHOULDER

Have you ever driven a car without a rear-view mirror?  If you do, you will find yourself continually looking toward that spot but feeling frustration that the ability to see behind you is not available!  We tend to minimize the importance of seeing where we've been.  We attribute the phrase, "the unexamined life is not worth living", to Socrates.  Have you ever paused long enough to think about his suggestion?

You can choose any time to review and evaluate your life. However, for whatever reasons, most of us rarely exercise this practice. The ending of a year seems a natural time for me to take a look over my shoulder.

2017 was a year that frequently popped up on my life-screen over the decades. When I began my work-life, it was predetermined to be the year of my retirement.  I often joked about this because all through the years, it was also predicted to be the first year that the Social Security Department would not have appropriate funding to meet the needs of all the retiring baby-boomers.  I haven't really heard how that's working out, but so far my checks have been deposited on time...

Actually, retirement was never a goal for me.  I know that some look forward to it and plan for it with great enthusiasm;  I just wasn't one of those people. But, as 2017 drew near, I had a sense that the time for me to step aside was arriving.  I've discussed that process before and won't go into it again here.

Anyway, I stepped out of the flow of active ministry at the end of May.  That sets 2017 apart in a significant way.  Needless to say, life has changed in many ways as a result.

My life and thoughts are no longer oriented toward the development of church leaders and church life.  I have literally spent the summer and fall working around our new home:

• landscaping
• putting a yard in
• finishing a garage
• sorting through boxes that haven't been unpacked since leaving for China in 2012
• and sorting through my personal library

We've had the freedom to make more frequent trips to Connecticut to see our grandchildren.  We spent a relaxing week in Banner Elk, North Carolina.  But, by-and-large, we've spent the vast majority of our time at home - working. Debbie continues to cooperate with her siblings in the care of her mother;  as a result, I'm left to my own devices (for 24-hour periods) with a certain degree of predictability.  

Our greatest challenge has been adjusting to and learning to live within the boundaries of our new financial picture!  

Some reading this might think:  "Wow!  Hal's got it made!  He must be really happy now!"  However, that is not necessarily true.  2017 has not been what I would describe as a banner year.  For those who have stayed with me this far, let me try to explain why.

First, (please don't groan when you read this) our loss of Travis (two years ago) effects us globally!  Although we don't talk about it every day, the loss of our son is a drag on our emotions and has dulled us in many ways.  I won't be-labor this point;  I will simply say that any family that has lost a child has had their lives indelibly changed!

Second, I have lost a sense of purpose that kept me focused and hopeful.  I am a driven person!  I have lived with great expectations.  I work hard to achieve goals.  I love to motivate people and move them collectively toward a new future!  This has captivated me for four decades!  Now, it is gone.

I am not surprised by this reality.  I had read a number of books to prepare myself for retirement.  I did not make this major move with a blindfold on.  I knew that working around our new home would become my new focus through the fall.  I also knew that preparing to hike the Appalachian Trail (in 2018) would give me a winter focal point.  Yet still, something is different - or missing...

Those who are wiser than me may quickly discern what it is.  It's taking me some time to decipher.  Here's what I'm coming up with:

I have moved from a ministry-centered life to a self-centered life!  My contact with people and my investment in others has shriveled over the last seven months!  I've moved from impacting people and directing the dreams of a congregation to moving dirt, planting shrubs and tinkering in my garage or barn.  And next, I'm about to embark on a self-absorbed backpacking trip that will consume (if I'm able to do it) half of 2018.

The world's thinking is that self-absorption should produce great satisfaction and pleasure - right?  Wrong!  When we withdraw to "do our own thing", the key word is WITHDRAW!  Our lives have the greatest value and satisfaction when we integrate with others and engage with our world!  I knew this.  I know this.

We stand at the outset of a new year.  We are free people and live in a free nation.  We can choose how we will deploy ourselves in 2018.

I still plan on fulfilling my dream and putting my feet on the AT in early March!  Keep in mind that nearly 4,000 began this attempt in 2017;  just over 600 actually completed it.  It's a VERY social trail!  All parts of the trail are populated with section hikers and day hikers as well as thru hikers!  I will not be alone during this trek!

But this still leaves some questions:

• Will I be purposeful in my AT adventure?
• How will I regain a sense of purpose and direction upon my return?
• How can I fulfill my role as a servant of Christ in this new phase of life?
• How will I use my influence to impact the lives of others?  
• How will I avoid the perils of self-absorbtion?  

When I was a teenager, our youth director suggested that I sing my first solo one Sunday night.  Martha Smeltzer worked patiently with me, helping me to prepare my musical gift.  I sang these words:

Only one life to offer 

Jesus my Lord and King 

Only one tongue to praise Thee 

And of Thy mercy sing (forever) 

Only one heart's devotion 

Savior,  O may it be consecrated 

Alone to Thy matchless glory 

Yielded fully to Thee

Only one life to offer 

Take it dear Lord I pray 

Nothing from Thee withholding 

Thy will I now obey (my Jesus) 

Thou who hast freely given 

Thine all in all for me 

Claim this life for Thine own to be used 

My Savior ev'ry moment for Thee

Fifty years later, I still want it to be the cry of my heart!  How about you?

I'm Leaving My Wife!

I know - it's shocking!  I'm sure that some of you are terribly disappointed; but I'm unbelievably excited!

This is something I've been looking forward to for many years!  I'm finally going to do it!

One year from now, I expect to leave for Georgia and put my feet on the Appalachian Trail!  Woo Hoo!  I can hardly wait!

This dream formed in my mind when I was 20 years old and first heard about a hiking trail that extended from Georgia to Maine!  Hardly a day has gone by that I haven't thought about it.  And now, it's finally on the calendar!  (Giggle, giggle, giggle!!!!)

I've been gearing up for years with the help of family and friends.  This summer/fall I'll be doing several 'shake-down' hikes to check equipment and supplies.  I still have a few important pieces of equipment to buy, but most of it is in hand.

I expect to hit the trail in early March and hike north with the spring.  I'll travel through parts of Georgia, North Carolina, Tennessee, Virginia, West Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Connecticut, Massachusetts, Vermont, New Hampshire and Maine!  It's about 2,200 miles.

To be honest, I'm not sure I can do it.  Many drop out for a range of reasons: boredom, finances, time and injury.  By beginning early in the season, I won't have to feel rushed and can pace myself comfortably.  I'll give it my honest, best try!  If I make it - GREAT!  If I don't, hopefully I'll have fun while I'm out there and come back with a bunch of good stories and new friends.

Meanwhile, Deb will remain my wife and will pick up the added responsibility of sending me supplies.  I invited her to go, but she passed.  :-)

I'll be recording some of my experiences right here in this blog - so, if you want to travel along digitally, you can.

Very excited - can't wait!

HAZEL'S THEOLOGY AND THE APPALACHIAN TRAIL

My Mom was raised in the Reformed Presbyterian tradition (think CHARIOTS OF FIRE).  As a result, she had some ways of thinking about God that were perfectly clear and reasonable to her.

Here's an example of something that happened more times than I could count when I was growing up:

We would be loading up the car for a trip.  The plan was to leave at a certain time.  But, during the process of packing a phone call would come that would detain us for a little while.  There would be some frustration over the delay.

So, a few minutes later than planned, we would leave on our journey.  Somewhere down the road we would see an accident with several cars involved.  My  Mom would inevitably say:  "If we hadn't been delayed, this is right about where we'd have been!  I believe God was at work in our lives to protect us from harm!"

As poor an illustration as this is, this kind of belief was aired over and over as I grew up.  She believed strongly in the providential care of a sovereign God.  She believed this to the core! 

How's this intersect with the Appalachian Trail?

I have longed to backpack the Appalachian Trail since I was twenty years old.  Because it takes about six months to do this trip, it is difficult to make this happen.  I started over two years ago to plan a 'Sabbatical Leave' for six months.  A year ago, I started a count-down to April 8, 2012.  After preaching my Easter message, I was going to board a plane for Savannah, Georgia.  My son, Troy, was going to take me to the trailhead and then join me for the first week on the AT.

But, plans have changed.  Instead, I have resigned from the church I am serving.  Debbie and I have applied to go to China to teach English for the 2012-2013 school year.  As a result, the AT is on hold!

I wonder...

If Mom was still here, would she be saying:  "Well, Harold, God is protecting you from something!" 

STORMS, VANDALS, AND BEARS

Because of my plan to hike the Appalachian Trail next year, I regularly check several websites that share information about the trail.

Sadly, many parts of the trail have been severely impacted by hurricanes and storms.  The whole trail is closed in Vermont.  Alternate routes are suggested in many states.

There has also been an increase in vandalism at the many access points to the trail.  Windows smashed and cars broken into.

AND, problems with black bears are on the increase.  Quite a few shelter areas are closed because of bears who have figured out how to get into 'bear bags' hanging from trees. 

A Virginia family actually had a black bear break into their house - while they were in it!!!!  The man was mauled and his wife also suffered from the attack. 

OK - where am I going with this?

I'm now officially recruiting prayer partners for my trip!  :-)

2012 is looking like it may not be the best year to be through-hiking the AT.  But I'm still excited and counting down the days! 

Where Will I Be Next Year This Time?

There's a little game I play almost every day.  It's called:  Where Will I Be Next Year This Time?

I have worked it out with Free Methodist Community Church to have a six month Sabbatical Leave.  After worship on Easter Sunday, I will fly to Georgia and begin backpacking the Appalachian Trail (to Maine).

It should take five to six months. 

When I can, I'll post updates on this Blog for anyone who would like to follow.

As of today, it's 229 more days till I leave.  Next year this time, I hope to be in Maine - getting very close to Mt. Katahdan (the end of the trail).

I'll begin testing my gear and preparing food this fall - and losing weight.  In January, I'll begin my training.  To be honest, most don't finish.  About 4,000 try every year;  around 200 complete the trip.  I HOPE to make it.  Typical reasons for leaving the trail:  injury, sickness, run out of time or money, boredom, weary of trail conditions (rain). 

Deb will be my trail manager - mailing me supplies.  I appreciate her support for this life-long dream!  Just thought you might be interested.  I'll be talking more about it in future posts!  Thanks for reading...