The pictorial diary of my time on the first 482 miles of the Appalachian Trail, Springer Mtn., GA to Damascus, VA.
2012, Just for fun
“A backyard full of your friendliest neighbors and strangers, all on vacation as they hike to Maine”
That pretty much sums up why and how I did the first quarter of the 2100 miles of the Appalachian Trail. The camping and hiking was familiar, but the altruism of trail magic and the excitement of strangers was a fresh find in a country that increasingly seems less connected and invested in community and a spirit of adventure. Those 5 weeks spent walking North, always, marks an era of some of my most relaxing, lucid and purposeful days in recent memory. The incredible friendships incubated a healthy social atmosphere that made keeping up with a comic journal hard after long days of ridge walking. It peters out somewhere halfway up North Carolina.