| May 14, 2005 |
| Saturday
morning; I was up at 6:30 this morning and I could see the sun
rising in the east. It was barley peeking through the clouds.
I could also see the clouds below me in the valleys. |
| So far its a warm
day and the birds are really happy this morning. I had a real
quick breakfast this morning of pop-tarts and a can of pop,
made that due because I still have 4 miles to go before I can get
water and I'll probably cook something there.
just didn't want a 1/2 mile
straight down hill to get water. I would rather walk 1./2 mile
north than waste that time here. |
| I must be the
early bird on the trail this morning, because it seen that I'm
getting all the spider webs across the forehead, nose and mouth.
Some times in these out cropping I see rose quartz and white quartz
or maybe its marble. For the most part this area has been real
level. |
| I just fell
over a small log that was laying in the lane, my tow got caught on
it and down I went back was pushing me down. Didn't get hurt,
just muddy. I hear thunder off in the distance, and staying in
Iron Mt. shelter. The sun is back out now and I going to
push on for a few more miles. In the Iron Mountain Shelter
where we stayed for the rain storm was a shelter tiger cat and
everybody coming through is feeding the cat. |
I' m reading the memorial monument, it says Uncle Nick Grindstaff,
born December 26, 1851, died July 22, 1923, lived alone, suffered
alone and died alone. There's a chimney to his log house, a
iron pot still full of cement. His grave is covered with
cement. On the back there's tiny wreath that says "A gentle heart
finds many friends"
Note: Nick Grindstaff traveled west
to win his fortune but was robbed of all his money during the
journey. He then returned to Iron Mountain, where he lived for
more than 40 years, becoming one of the region's most famous
hermits.
Going down the path has been a little difficult because it
has been washed out by the rain storm and exposes the rocks.
The thunder is rumbling again off in the distance to the west.
I hope I can make it to the shelter before the storm comes,
otherwise I'm going to get my feathers wet. |
| I just came
over Rt. 91, this is pleasant change from the woodlands. I
like the open pasture fields and being able to see more views.
I can see down into the valleys today, but the haze never did lift. |
| There used to
be an old homestead in this area, there's 2 or 3 spruces where the
porch used to be, and the corn cribs are still standing,
tractor barn and the animal barn. This is a pleasant sound,
coming up the road I couldn't tell if it was birds chirping with the
wind blowing or frogs. It was frogs. I have to cross
over the style and back into the woods again. This may be part
of the old road way I was walking on before, however the rain has
washed it out and I'm walking on solid rock. It is 6:45pm
coming into Double Springs Shelter. I just made it the shelter
and it started pouring rain. I had time to run down and get
some water, came back and started to cook my supper and it just let
lose. |
| Stepping Wolf just
let me use his jet boil to boil some water and cook my soup.
I stayed with Stepping Wolf last night, Topper and Moose.
About 3:30 in the morning it started pouring rain again and on that
tin roof it really pounds. |
| NOTE:
Double Springs Shelter is 441.5 miles from Springer Mountain |
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