spring campsite near PA 325 to Shikellamy Trail – 2.9 miles
Sunday, July 13th, 2014
We awoke to a beautiful morning, hiked .3 miles to PA 325 where a trail angel was serving breakfast. Bob and I chose to pass without too much decision and instead opted to start the 700 foot climb in front of us. I was miserable and just wanted to get off the trail and Bob knew it. I felt bad about it because I knew he had a lot more miles in him, and when we got to the Shikellamy trail that led .9 miles back down to PA 325 the look of disappointment on his face hurt just a little less than the pain in my shoulders. I hated letting him down but to continue would’ve been stupid. He called his wife and she and her dad came to pick us up. We waited an hour or two on the side of the road and I was just so relieved to not be carrying my pack anymore. Bob’s amazing wife showed up with ice cold beer for us!! I remember stopping at Wendy’s on the way home and it was quite crowded, but the line seemed to part like the Red Sea when our stench arrived and somehow we were immediately in the front of the line! Sometimes it pays to be odorous.
Needless to say, this would be the last outing for my Jansport backpack. She served me well (sort of) but we just weren’t meant to be together. Sorry… it’s not you… it’s me.
Wherever I May Roam 