Back in Pearisburg

Virginia farms from the Appalachian ridgeline
Sequence, A: my tent near the old stone Chestnut Knob Shelter, fire roaring in front
Sequence, B: better view of the shelter, hikers Hungry Jack and Max (real name) apparently impervious to flames.
Sequence, C: affixed to the upper window of the same stone shelter. “Crickets and cicadas sing, a rare and different tune, Terrapin Station.” (R. Hunter)
Sequence, D: next morning’s sunrise from my tent on the hill in front of the Chestnut Knob shelter
Self captioning photo.
Near an historic old school. Missed photo of the school but see my YouTube channel for a video.

Some may recall that when I first thru-hiked the AT as a southbounder my hike was interrupted for several months due to pain in my right foot (plantar fasciitis). The place where I left the trail and subsequently returned after my foot healed was Pearisburg, Virginia, where I’m staying tonight in the bunkhouse of another in the string of hostels I’ve encountered that did not exist 8 years ago when I SOBOed. Although I’m currently nursing some right knee pain that has been a worry/concern for a couple of weeks, it hasn’t shown signs of getting worse and may be slowly recovering, time will tell. That knee not withstanding, my hiking seems to be at its peak right now, the best I’ve felt in 4 trails. I’m sure hoping that continues!

First substantial stream ford
Southern Appalachia isn’t always dramatic, but it always feels down home.
A metric metric.

The dramatically more social experience traveling NOBO (approximately 90% of thru-hikers go NOBO) has turned out to be a lot more to my liking than I anticipated. I must be starting to be among hikers doing similar mileage as I’m encountering a core group of faces at recent resupplies, etc. I seem to relearn each time how good it feels to meet people during long thru hikes. Something about the shared deprivation/hardship, even when self-imposed.

View from one of many recent walk bridges
Some sort of catepillar nest, like a fortress
Long hours in the deep woods make small meadows like this special

I’m not going say much more. I’m posting this sitting at an outdoor picnic table and need to wrap up before the current rain of little white flower petals is replaced with the real stuff very soon. See also the latest video postings on my YouTube channel (41 – 51), somewhat scant offerings due to loads of recent rain. Tomorrow will be a big soaker but that’s life on the AT. Love and best wishes from a very happy hiker. Max

My glasses on the table from which I posted this update.

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