The bus ride home was brutal. I left the bus station in Rutland, Vermont at about 5:00 p.m. on Wednesday, and didn’t arrive home until around 4:00 p.m. on Friday. To say that riding the bus for that long is brutal, is an understatement. It would have been difficult for a normal person, but especially … Continue reading I Have A Fractured Rib
I know everyone who is following is not on Facebook, and I see that Bud already made the announcement there. I left the hostel yesterday. All day long, I just wanted to curl up and go to sleep on the trail. That is how I felt early on with the tick disease.I wondered if I … Continue reading Getting Off The Trail
I passed into Vermont on my second day back on the trail. I typically don’t like stereotypes, and in all honesty, I do not remember Vermont being this way in 2016. MOST of Vermont has been mud, rather than trail this year! I’m not joking. There have been long stretches of mud and water puddles, … Continue reading VerMUD-It’s true!
The Doc said it would take about five days on antibiotics before I would start to feel better. After feeling so bad the first day after I left Maria’s, and going into the next town, I was worried. I got a ride to the trail from the motel by a shuttle driver who worked by … Continue reading On The Fifth Day, She Felt Slightly Human
As I was walking down the trail the day I left Salisbury, I saw a big group of teenagers. I was actually making a difficult descent, and I heard someone say, ‘Hiker coming through!” As I neared the group, one of the guys said, “Did you stay with my Great Grandmother, Maria McCabe?”I said, “Yes … Continue reading Cameron
It is with great sadness that I must let you know that Salty Dog is getting off the trail. It’s always sad to hear that someone on the team is down for the count. Salty took a very bad tumble down a mountain. He will be okay, but he has some very nasty and painful … Continue reading A Tribute to Salty Dog