October 19, 2013 – Getting there
Can’t believe the day is finally here. Starting the final leg from Dick’s Creek Gap, GA to Springer Mountain, GA (65 miles).Boarded the 6:00 a.m. bus to Boston from Portland to begin the long ride before the walk.
I really began packing in ernest last night, which brought its own set of issues. First, I could not find my trusty journal pouch, I’ve been traveling with it for more than 20 years on this trip. It’s the perfect size for carrying my journal, two pencils and train tix. I scoured the house several times and finally deduced that I left it in town at my office. At least that’s the hope. Of most importance, my last trip’s journal is in there. Arrrrgggg. The whole issue has me still in a state.
I made one last search of the house this morning, which included looking in all the same places I looked last night. Surprise, no luck.
Now, one smoked salmon and cream cheese on whole wheat toast sandwich and cup of coffee later, I am beginning to feel better.
The wheels of the bus are rolling beneath me. The trip is underway. I thought I’d be sleeping by now, but too excited to honor that request by the body. Five nights in a row of 4 hours or less of sleep. Pretty sure I will be making up for that soon.
…or not. Grabbed a 24 oz. hazelnut coffee at the South Station Dunkin D’s. It’s now 8:42 a.m., and this train has left the station!
Arrived in NYC right on time. Wayne was waiting upstairs at Kabooz, where he was finishing off an order of chicken wings. I sat next to him at the bar and ordered a round of wings as well.
Made the expected to be full train to Taccoa, Georgia and grabbed seats as close to the back of the car as we could – prime position for stowing packs in the back and keeping watch over them simultaneously.
The reality of the adventure is starting to kick in.by