5% Appalachian Trail – Part 1

5% Appalachian Trail – Part 1

Hiking the Appalachian Trail (AT) has been a dream of mine for the better part of the last 5 years since I first started backpacking. Like most people with this dream though, I am in a career that doesn’t exactly lend itself to taking five to six months off to plod along in the woods on the way to Maine. Instead of taking on this massive ~2200 mile trek all at once, I’ve been happy breaking it into smaller sections with a few trips a year to places like Grayson Highlands, Harpers Ferry, and now, the southern terminus at Springer Mountain to Nantahalla Outdoor Center (NOC), NC! In this entry, I will cover the first half of the trip with accounts about each stopping point and what happened in between. Hope you enjoy!

On October 8th, 2020, my journey on the lower 5% of the AT began with a short flight from Baltimore to Atlanta, a shuttle ride to Springer Mountain, and, anticlimactically, relaxing atop the mountain listening to an audio book. My hiking buddy, Mark “Agent Orange” Evans, was joining me for this adventure and his flight was arriving a couple hours after mine. Since we were doing this hike in the days of COVID-19, neither of us wanted to risk further exposure opportunities at the airport so we decided to meet at the trailhead. That first day, sitting near the trail marker, I had some time to reflect on the massive section hike we were about to begin… We were scheduling ourselves to average 14 miles of hiking a day for the next 10 days over which time we would cover 136.7 miles, ascend an estimated 36,520 feet (1.25 times the altitude of Everest!), and descend 38,580 feet. Furthermore, we’d be carrying food for five days at a time (1.5 – 2 lbs. per day), water, and our backpacking gear which, all together, added up to around 30 lbs. fully loaded. It was a bit intimidating! It was at this point, the very beginning of our journey, that I decided it would be healthier mentally for me to look at the trip one day at a time as the whole big picture was too crazy to comprehend. That first night we hiked a mile total to Springer Mountain Shelter in preparation for a big day the next day to our planned first stop, Devil’s Kitchen campsite.

As would become typical of our plans, they ended up changing the first day we hit the trail to include MORE mileage! Knowing that Tropical Storm Delta was in the region and that we would prefer to not carry wet tents and hammocks all of day two, Mark and I adjusted our schedule and mileage to allow us to make it to Gooch Mountain Shelter, an AT shelter that features a sheet metal roof, bear boxes and cables, and a fresh water spring! On our way there we hiked over Hawk Mountain, which left no impression on me, and passed Long Creek Falls where we ate lunch and took in a beautiful 20 ft. waterfall. The rest of the day was a bit of a blur; we hiked fast, caught up with each other on life stuff, stopped for water a couple of times, and ate dinner near our original planned campsite. After that, we pushed one more mile to reach that day’s designated stopping point and set up shop on the second level of the shelter for the night. It was at this shelter we met a few other section hikers, Dan and Michael, who were also going to be in the mountains for a few weeks. We would stay with them both for the next three days and Dan for the remainder of the trek!

We started the third day hiking in the fringes of Tropical Storm Delta. It was just light rain and fog, nothing we couldn’t handle so, with rain jackets on and pack covers fixed, Mark and I were the last to leave the shelter at around 8:30 a.m. on our way to Woods Hole Shelter, just before the infamous Blood Mountain. We randomly ran into a couple people early on going the other way (South), who were hiking the Benton MacKaye Trail which intersects the AT four times in a five mile span! Except for them however, we didn’t talk with anyone else until we reached the turn off for Woods Hole where we thankfully finally caught up with Dan and Michael. They informed us, after Dan ran down to the shelter, that a troop of 23 Boy Scouts had taken over the shelter and adjoining campsites and the two of them were going to press on to Blood Mountain Shelter, the highest point on the AT in Georgia. We opted to join them as we’d heard the horrors of scout troops that don’t always practice proper Leave No Trace and tend to be loud and obnoxious throughout the night. Once again, we were pressing on for more miles to land us at the 29 mi. mark for the trip and we were in for a ROUGH night.

On Guthook, a useful app that a lot of AT hikers use to find info about shelters, water sources, and viewpoints, Blood Mountain Shelter is described as “dank” and that word is quite accurate in mid-October. The night we spent in that shelter will live on in my memory forever; we hung a tarp and a pack cover in the windows to prevent rain from blowing in, Mark broke his bear bag cord three times while trying to hang his food in a tree, and we woke up in a cloud with moderate to heavy rain that would stay with us for the next two days. Even with our makeshift window covers, because it was cloudy in the shelter everything was positively SOAKED when we woke up. Around 9am we got our start for this fourth, very wet day, on trail. We had two miles to go down the mountain to get to Neel’s Gap Outfitter where I devoured an Italian sandwich, two Mound bars and a soda in 20 minutes flat before we continued up the ridge line to our next destination, Low Gap Shelter. Throughout the day we were mercilessly pounded by Tropical Storm Delta to the point I looked to the sky mid deluge and yelled “IS THAT ALL YOU’VE GOT?!” to nobody in particular.  We continued walking all day through 4-inch-deep streams that formed over the trail and through mud thick enough to steal your shoes off your feet. When we got to the shelter we thought we had weathered the worst of the storm until one more thing happened… the four of us (Mark, Dan, Michael, and I) got alerts on our phones that a dam was breached in the county we were in and that everyone should evacuate. Luckily, we were at elevation, but we were ready to high tail it back up the mountain to higher ground if we happened to be below the dam. This was one of my most memorable, miserable, days on trail and I wouldn’t trade it for nice sunny days because the worst days make the absolute best stories!

From Low Gap Shelter Mark, Dan, Michael, and I departed at staggered times towards Unicoi Gap, where Dan and Michael were getting off trail, and onward to Tray Mountain Shelter where Mark and I would spend our fifth night on trail. This was a cruisy section of the trail for me and, because I felt good, I decided to really push the speed for the first 10 miles of the day. This made for a fun morning as Dan was trying to chase me down and I just kept running sprints ahead of him to keep the tempo barely outside of his reach. He caught me about 20 minutes before we reached Unicoi and we both had a good laugh at how our morning had gone! This wouldn’t be the last we heard from Dan as he decided to meet up with Mark and I a little later when Michael decided to get off trail because of the rain and mileage. For the 5 miles past Unicoi, Mark and I were in good spirits because the rain was moving out of the area and fall colors were in full effect! For the remainder of our day we were greeted with sunny skies, fluffy white clouds, and yellow leaves as we made our way up Tray Mountain to what would be our first tent site of the trip. This summit gets a 5-star review from me for views as, when you walk in to camp, there are eastward facing campsites that would allow for an incredible view of the sunrise lit valley. Alas, clouds were all we could see the following morning since that was just our luck the entire trip!

View from Tray Mountain to wrap up day 5

To conclude the first half of the trip, Mark and I decided to stay at a Bed and Breakfast in Hiawassee, GA to resupply our food and eat some town food about four miles from the trail. The 10 miles that we hiked that day absolutely flew by and I can wholeheartedly recommend Hiawassee Brew as a place to eat some good food in an open atmosphere. They know how to take care of hikers and quickly served us some of the best tacos, burgers, and beers I’ve had in my life! What a first half of the adventure!

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