Trevor was disappointed that I didn’t add the peanut story to yesterday’s blog (I’m struggling to keep it short, there are always so much to tell) so here it is:
Grandpa was (understandably) a bit irritated when he handed our laundry back. He said he has found many things (left in pockets) in his washing machine but our peanuts was a first. Trevor….. I had to pick peanuts out of the machine twice whilest on this trip and it isn’t fun. Sorry Grandpa….
Last night when I took off my shoes and socks I found this (look between smallest and neighbouring toe):
Obviously one of the peanuts ended up in my sock during the washing cycle and got positioned between the toes when I put on the sock. Trevor says this shows how flexible the shoes are, I can carry a peanut between my toes for a day without even knowing it!!! And no, I didnt eat it when i found it….
Somebody asked what I did with my old boots – I left it in the hiker box at Grandpa’s motel.
Most establishments having an inflow of hikers have a hiker box. Hikers drop anything they dont want in there and take from the box anything they want. If for example the supermarket sells only packets of 4 toilet rolls the hiker will buy it, take one and drop the other 3 in the box. Other hikers can then take toilet rolls from the box. Hikers leave a range of things in there – food, toiletries, clothes, camp shoes (I left my crocs in a box on day 3), I havnt seen hiking boots yet but always a first. They are quite new and if somebody using that brand&model&size come along just when they need new shoes….Else Grandpa will probably take it to salvation army.
I am very tired today, we did 33km of which only 31km counts, the other 2km was for getting back onto the trail from last night’s camping spot (700m off the trail) and a detour to get to a deli. This time I was keen for the detour as i was hungry for sonething more substantial than biscuits and half a pepporoni stick, and thirsty for Gaterade.
Later we walked past this beautiful lake (unfortunately no camping allowed)
There used to be a nuclear testing facility which was closed in 1972 after an explosion. Tests have been done to ensure no radiation risk before they routed the AT along the edge.
The mozzies (mosquitoes) are driving us nuts. Thousands of them terrorise us daily. Trevor asked Google what mozzies eat if there arent people around. They can penetrate some animals but if nothing else is available they live on the nectar from plants. At our last break the mozzies piled onto us. Trevor said “they have accepted tonight was going to be vegetarian but the one guy has just shouted to his mates YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT JUST LANDED….
I laughed so much I ended up having tears streaking down my face. Firstly for his joke. Then for the fact that I found it so funny. At least – after a long tough day – I found my loss of sense of humour wasn’t permanent!