Monday, April 18, 2011
Starting Point: Mollies Ridge Shelter
Destination: Derrick Knob Shelter
Today’s Miles: 11.7
Total Miles: 22.7
Something has happened to Survivor Dave. As chatty as he was last night, he’s quiet and moody this morning. Yesterday he told us he was a thru hiker and this morning he announces that he is going home.
Before we started this hike, we had studied the elevation changes and figured that the toughest day would be the first day, because of the climb from Fontana Dam. But on Saturday at the hostel, Turtle Feet and others warned us that the second day would be just as difficult, if not harder. Ridge Runner Carl told us the same thing. Great. I was already having a very difficult time with the inclines. All these warnings are not helping my mood or motivation.
We had been told that the morning’s hike from our shelter to the Spence Field Shelter, where we would have lunch, would be a “cake walk”, but that the afternoon would include tough climbs over Rocky Top and Thunderhead Mountain . Well, the morning is no cake walk for me. I try to walk too fast instead of keeping a steady pace, and I quickly get short of breath. I have to keep reminding myself to slow down.
Since AK keeps a slower pace, I try to walk behind her. But, she has a shorter stride and so I keep walking up onto her heels. I can sense that she is getting annoyed with me but she doesn’t say anything. However, later she draws a picture in a shelter register in which she depicts me right on her heels! Oh, this is turning out to be a difficult hike! Not exactly a walk in the park!
Earlier in the day I pass an elderly couple having a snack on the trail. They later join us at the shelter for the evening. They are Tom and Brenda, retired professors from
So far, the weather has been very good. The Smokies can be changeable, with a lot of fog. Spot, who is attempting his fourth thru-hike, says this is the first time he has actually seen the Smokies. The views are amazing. Here we are, walking along the top of mountains, looking over range after range of more mountain tops. It reminds me of the John Denver song, the Eagle and the Hawk, and I sing it to myself as we walk:
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there’s blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all of those who see me, all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly
Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail o’er the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we can be and not what we are
Words and music by John Denver and Mike Taylor
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there’s blood on my feathers
But time is still turning they soon will be dry
And all of those who see me, all who believe in me
Share in the freedom I feel when I fly
Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops
Sail o’er the canyons and up to the stars
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
And all that we can be and not what we are
Words and music by John Denver and Mike Taylor
Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops |
Derrick Knob shelter has no privy either. Yuck. On the other hand, we have fun company tonight. We sit around the fire telling stories.
We had been warned that the Park Rangers would give us a ticket if we did not sleep in the shelter. But once again Janet and I decide to take our chances and sleep in our tents. It is a windy night. Unfortunately for Janet, her tent pole breaks and so this is the last of tenting for her.
Derrick Knob Shelter |
A view from day 2 on the trail |