Trail Journal - July 15, 2005
 
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July 15, 2005
     We did fin a shuttle from Pine Grove Furnace to Boiling Springs.  We'll be doing another 20 mile day.  We're about 3 miles out from Pine Grove Furnace.  We went around Fuller lake where everyone goes swimming. There was a bike trail there and we hiked a good mile on the bike trail and cut into the woods.  When we got to the gate a Trail Angel had left a cross between a nectarine and peach.  We enjoyed the fruit the Trail Angel had left and started hiking again what appeared to be a road bed that had washed out.  Easy hiking and steady incline. 
     Cut of the roadway about 3 miles out in an open woods, narrow path, easy hiking with little rocks.  We have had one brief shower this morning after we started.  I think we'll be getting some more thunder storms in the afternoon.  I'm in Boiling Springs now, but I'll go back now and try to pick you up on the trail a little bit.
     We got into Boiling Springs about 7:30pm.  Mike shuttled our packs into Boiling Springs and dropped them at the B & B where Tom had booked a room.  I was going to ask them if I could sleep on their porch with Simon.  When we got there the guy was really mad and he was calling us everything that wasn't true.  He said that we were giving hikers a ban name because he thought we tried to cheat his son out of some money.  All of those packs that he picked up, which was 7.  That did not belong to Tom and we wound up not staying there.  Tom and I picked up all the packs and went to the clock tower that was up the street close to the ATC building.  By then it had started to become a down, standing out there soaking wet trying to find the other kids, co that they could get their bags and try to keep them from getting wet.  Tom searched for a while, I searched the little store area and finally came walking through town.  They had just gotten in.  None of us had a place to stay in the down pour, so we went back to the ATC building and figure out what we were going to do.  There was a lady at the ATC office, we got to use the phone and we found another B & B called Pleasant Field Breakfast.  It all turned to the better because she came down after us at about 10:30 at night and came into the pizza place where we were eating.  Took up about 6 miles up the road and the we had a room and she let Simon also stay inside too.  The next morning when we got we had our delicious breakfast before we left she gave Simon a bag of dog food with little bones in it and doggie treats.  She each of us a bag of cherries.  Also the husband drove us down back to the ATC building, the he shuttled all of us back up to Scotts Farm.  The situation all turned out to the better and when we got to the ATC and I took the register and let the other hiker know what had happened and I took all his advertising off the bulletin board, and put up the Pleasant Field advertisement.  We found out later that we were not the only one that had a bad experience with them too. 
     We did a 20 mile day from The ATC building Springs to Darlington Shelter.  It was a pretty nice day through there.  Basically hiking through hard woods, no views.  That was day we got into the big rock maze on Big Rocky Mountain. 
     The next day we went from Darlington Shelter down into Duncannon.  I wasn't expecting to get into their until Sunday night, but with all the shuttle service we were able to arrive a day early.  Going from Darlington Shelter is was more of the same thing.  A lot rocky sections.  Coming down off Duncannon hill we had only on view of the town.  Going down off those rocks, it had rained and we were soaking wet, you had space to walk and then you had 4 or 5 more steps.  I hade made it down to the last steps and when my foot hit the bottom step in the last group my foot slipped out from underneath me and I did my tumbling act again.  I went straight down over the hill, bounced off several different rocks and landed on my cheek, my glasses flew off and luckily that there was a tree right beside of me that caught me.  There was no way I could get up and yelled for Tom who coming down behind me.  He came down and helped to lift my pack up and get it off so I could crawl back up the hill.  I knew that I had cut my left arm, but I didn't know how badly, blood was just streaming.  I to looking and it was pretty deep, so I took my bandanna and put it on the top of that, and tried to stop the blood.  I cut my right leg down below the knee and skinned the rest of it.  Also scratched on the left knee.  I did hurt my chest as I went over those rocks.  I thought maybe I cracked a bone, but I think it's badly bruised.  Needlessly, the town of Duncannon will always be in my mind. 
     Swing'n Jane and Simon
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