PEOPLE YOU MEET ALONG THe TRAIL

PEOPLE YOU MEET ALONG THE TRAIL

     I enjoy talking to hikers along the trail.  Most hikers weather day, section, or thru-hikers want to get to the end of the hiking day without delay.  I, on the other hand, like to stop and talk to other hikers along the trail.  I also like to take side trails to waterfalls,  old cemeteries, overlooks, copper mines, or caves.  I know that I may not in my lifetime ever have the opportunity to take that hike again, and I will have missed the chance to see a highlight of the trail.


PEOPLE ADVENTURES

     I grew up on a fifteen acre farm in Northern Virginia.  That does not sound like much outdoor space to explore, but it was located in the middle of two hundred acre farms. So essentially I had a two hundred and fifteen acres of outdoor play area.  I always carried a small army pack with lunch and a 410/22 shot gun.  I never killed many wild animals because I considered all of them my friends.  
     I joined the Boy Scouts when I was ten years old, and going on camping trips gave me more opportunities to explore.   It was 1955, and as a requirement for the hiking merit badge I had to complete a fifty mile hike within seven days.  Five of us decided to hike the Appalachian Trail from Front Royal,Virginia to Swift Run Gap,Virginia a little over fifty miles.  All of my hiking gear I carried consisted of gear that had been used by Army men in WWII.  My total weight was around sixty pounds.
CELEBRITY ALONG THE TRAIL

     We hiked about twenty-five miles before we stopped at an Adirondack shelter for the night.  The shelter was a three-sided building with a roof.  There was enough space for six hikers to sleep on three double decker bunk beds.  The bunk beds had metal spring mats to sleep on.  We all settled down for the night.
     As we were settling down an older women came into the shelter to sleep.  She looked like somebody’s grandmother who had wandered lost into the the woods.  She gathered us around the campfire and told us her story.
     She told us, her name was Grandma Emma Rowena Gatewood. She had fifteen children, and that her husband, who she divorced in 1940, had made her burn tobacco fields, build fences, and mix concrete to care for their children.  The children had to sleep four to a bed in an Ohio log cabin.  When her husband was drunk he beat her, and later after the children grew up she moved out.
     She was on her second thru-hike of the entire  2,160 mile Appalachian Trail.  She did not carry a tent or a sleeping bag.  She curled up to sleep on the bare metal springs with a shower curtain blanket and used her nap sack for a pillow.  Grandma let it be known that she carried a thirty-eight caliber hand gun, just for emergencies.  She was the first women to complete the entire Appalachian Trail at the age of sixty-two. It eventually took her 146 days and 5 million steps to complete the trail.  She wore out seven pairs of Keds tennis shoes and hiked an average of fourteen miles a day with her twelve pound pack.
     Grandma loved Vienna Sausages and chewed on wild onions. She stopped at many scheduled houses along the trail for home cooked meals. She completed the entire trail in 1955 at age 67 and again in 1960 and with a section hike of the entire trail in 1963. She was 86 years old when she died.
     She impressed us because she never complained and she walked faster than any of us.  She may have finished her hike before we finished our fifty miles.
Words of wisdom
Life is short
     Death is sure
Seen the curse
    Christ is the cure