I have arrived at a place called Parisburg, VA today. This was after I managed to walk a monster 34.7 mile day yesterday (8am-10pm). Oddly I was not that tired when I arrived and could have gone the 8 miles to town but the limited visibility with a headlamp is not fun.
People may have about the 2 hikers in VA who were shot by the same nutjob who did the 2 murders in 1981. Well he was caught and in jail until his mysterious death a few days later. So nothing to worry about on that front.
In my time in the woods I have been working on a theory that hikers are much like zombies. Take me for example. My feet are in constant pain, multiple ankle sprains/strains, legs are swollen, there are some skin burns from the rubbing of the pack on my shoulder, my skin is peeling from sunburn, and a generalized pain all over. Zombies...well there dead and most likely chewed upon judging by the state of their body, so lots of pain if they could feel it. Zombies however don't tend to vocalize this so I can only postulate. I wonder what a Zombie's life is like when they are not playing twister, or tooling up to eat people, and assume they are walking around out of sight thinking about food...much like us hikers. You get in a zone and just walk. You can learn to shut off your brain and walk, only snapping out of this for people and possible food. To a zombie these two are the same. Well that's as much as I can remember from my journal perhaps more to come later.
All in all I am well. Still traveling with Rhino, Pickle, Raggedy Andy. The general pace is 20+ miles per day. I have been dubbed "CandyMan" and its a bit late to try to change this (even though I might.) It stuck because I generally cary about 4 lbs of food/candy for other hikers and tend to give every treats or just leave random candy on the trial for people. Hikers like their food. I guess there are worse names that I could have been given (like anything with 'bear' in it) than one from a favorite movie of mine.
Well the shared computer thing again so I should get out of here and get prepared for walking in thunderstorms again. Hopefully they will be further away than a 2 second count this time, but when your on an exposed ridge there is little to do but keep walking. We shall see.
I hope you are all well. Ill talk to you soon.
-Aaron
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Wow, Aaron!
looks like this once in a lifetime experience is working out really well for you. I'm kinda jealous of you! The pics of the sunsets almost made me cry, I know I'm such a girl. Wish you the best on the rest of your journey...
Hey Aaron!
Figures that the first time I'd get to your blog that you'd be well into your journey! Believe me, before this I didn't even know what a blog was - being all busy having babies and stuff. So glad to hear you're not dead.
well, keep hiking! I know that a lot of people at the office are rooting for you!
No eating people! I know you are trying to justify you canabalism in advance but I'm not buying. Human is not the other red meat. I still think you should have brought a nice spear with you. Trail food gets better when its dead animal (stop thinking about eating people!) Have fun in the willie wacks and don't get to friendly with any of the guys. I'll be jelous!
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Aaron you're making my cousin look bad. He's got great knees and hasn't twisted anything and he's about 4 days behind you.
I'll tell him to keep an eye out for candy.
Keep those spirits up man. Memories for a lifetime.
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