6/6/2023 0 Comments Books like fallen crest high![]() We learned a lot from them, especially Captain Chaos, who entertained us with his wit and wisdom. We met a new group of through-hikers who started in Georgia. The tenting area was cramped and full, so we set up inside the shelter. It was the first day that I asked, “are we there yet?” Once we made it to the top, we continued over more rocky terrain to Peter’s Mountain Shelter. It felt like an obstacle course due to the number of fallen trees cutting across it. ![]() The trail out of Duncannon crossed the Susquehanna River and a railroad track before marching up a steep slope. It revealed a slow-moving portrait of decline and abandonment that has befallen so many American towns and cities, including my own hometown. The walk out of town was not at all dreamlike, but instead a sad reality. When I woke up on Day 15 I found myself on the Main Street of Duncannon, with a 22-pound pack on my back getting ready to head out on the Appalachian Trail. I dreamt that we stayed in a beautiful home, took a walk in a tree-lined neighborhood, drove in a borrowed car to big box stores to replenish supplies (a less-dreamlike part), then went out to dinner with my family. The last 36 hours felt like a dream, thanks to my sister’s and brother-in-law’s wonderful hospitality. Sometimes I have long, vivid dreams that I remember in great detail upon waking. Day 15 – Duncannon to Peter’s Mountain Shelter ![]()
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