Musings on Urban Hike #4 (or A Lone Saturday in the Rain)

Along Prospect Park West

I woke up stiff and exhausted this morning.  And I’m still feeling drowsy after 10 hours of sleep and 2 cups of coffee.  I’m guessing that’s because I hiked my longest hike with pack weight so far yesterday afternoon.  Almost 10 1/2 miles.  In the rain and over the snowy/slippery/slushy conditions of Prospect Park.  Sans hiking partner this time — not that I can blame anyone for not wanting to come with — it was pretty narsty out there.  Today on the other hand, is beautiful.  It’s sunny and a balmy 44º.  Why didn’t I wait for today?  Because I know it’s gonna rain out there on the trail, and probably at times for many days in a row.  I figured I needed the practice in the bad weather conditions.

Throughout the walk, I knew I had the sanctuary of a warm, 4th floor walk-up apartment with hot chocolate, red wine and a cozy couch with https://sdarcwellness.com/online-therapy/ cuddly kitties (& fiance) to come home to…I couldn’t help but think about the impending reality that soon, it’ll be a 20º sleeping bag, sleeping pad, nylon tent walls or a wooden shelter and hungry mice (&/or bears) looking for crumbs that I’ll be coming home to.  It’s a recurring theme I seem to be experiencing — thinking about the utter differences between my daily city life and soon to be daily camping life.  But I remind myself that it’s kind of the point.  To get away from the hustle of commuting, shopping, bill paying, laundry doing, apartment cleaning, organizing, doing taxes….  My camping life will consist of just the basics of survival — food and shelter.  With some walking in between.  With my mind free of all the chores, I wonder if I’ll approach some zen-like state of being?

Judging by how tired I was last night though, I imagine that I might just spend a lot of time sleeping.

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Hydration Pack

My buddy Tim (from Vermont; the guy who’ll be hiking the first 2 weeks with us) asked me what I was doing for water bottles.  He suggested using a hydration pack (one popular brand is Camelback).  I have one, but never used it much.  Tim said he liked his so much (since you don’t have to dangle a bottle off your belt or stop and to get a drink), that he thought I ought to try it.

I dug mine out of the closet, https://sdarcwellness.com/buy-valtrex-online/ stripped the bladder out of its own pack (so as to not carry the extra weight), filled it up (~2 liters), and slipped it into the internal bladder pocket in my pack.  I’ve been using it on my last few prep-hikes.  I’m sold.  I found today that when it’s about 10 ºF outside, it’s best to keep the bite-valve tucked inside your jacket so it doesn’t freeze up!

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Imagination + planning + work = reality

It’s just 39 days until the hike begins.  Plans and thoughts are becoming reality.  Tonight I’ll be sorting out fruit snacks and dinners into the boxes that our “ground crew” will be mailing to us, in care of post offices and friendly businesses along the way.  We expect to handle about half our resupply needs that way.  The rest we’ll purchase along the way.  I imagine I’ll be looking forward to some restaurant meals!

Today I made arrangements for Melissa and I and our friend Tim (who’ll be joining us for the first two weeks or so) to spend the night of March 11th at the Hiker Hostel in the “metropolis of Dahlonega, GA, which is the closest town to the Southern Terminus of the Appalachian Trail.”  Looks like a tremendous place to set out from.  Check out their website at www.hikerhostel.com.  The Hiker Hostel folks also provide (for a modest extra fee) shuttle service to the trailhead.  What could be simpler!

And (of course) I spent another few hours hiking in the park with my semi-loaded pack.  As I finished and was loading my pack into the car, a fellow with a dog asked if I was crazy enough to be camping out in this cold weather.  “No, just crazy enough to be out training to hike the AT.”  “You’re actually gonna do the whole thing?” he asked.  I explained that for now, my answer is simply, “That’s the plan.”  I have the imagination.  I’m doing the planning.  That leaves just the work!

Everything you can imagine is real.  ~Pablo Picasso

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A walk in the park

It seems I’m doing a lot of preparation, but when folks ask me what I’m doing to train for this hike, I realize my preparations lately have centered on getting the right gear ready, planning the itinerary and prepping food.  Training?  I knew I was forgetting something!

a trail in Black Creek Park

I set out for Black Creek Park (here in my town of Chili, New York).  There are great trails there, though a bit flat for what I really need.  It’s close by.  I want to spend time walking with a load, not driving, so Black Creek it is!  In the parking lot, while I’m adjusting my poles and pack straps, there’s a small crowd.  I find out it’s a group from the local chapter of the ADK (Adirondack Mountain Club).  They’re gathering for some social hiking, and seem to be waiting for the rest of the crowd to show up.  Among the banter I overhear, “… Can you believe it? These are yoga pants!”  I’m not sure why, but I find that kind of funny.  No one asks why I’m putting on a pack with a tent and rolled up sleeping pad strapped on; it’s 28 pounds this time.  While the crowd swells, I slip off onto one of the lesser-used trails.

There are many out cross-country skiing today, and I’d rather not wreck their tracks, so I stay away from the bigger trails today.  I come to an intersection and I hear the ADK mob coming, so I continue on the smaller trail, and hope they continue on the bigger one.  I’m relieved as their chatter fades into the distance.  Mind you, I’m not anti-social, but today is not about socializing for me.  It’s training; for me, best done in solitude.  I hear a few birds and little else.

Power lines in Black Creek Park - the remote trail sections aren't all scenic!

Since I’m sticking to the lesser-used trails, I see a few things I’ve not seen before, and get into some of the more remote stretches of the park.  They’re not all scenic, however.  I stop for a breather (okay, it was really to pee and blow my nose) and I hear what sounds like rain on a tin roof above me.  What’s that?  I look up and find I’m beneath some massive power lines and the snowflakes are actually sizzling while they strike the wires.  Not a great place to hang out, I think so I move on.

I end up hiking for about 2 1/4 hours before I’m back to the car.  The new pack, pretty well loaded, has been comfortable all the while, so this felt pretty good, just a walk in the park!  Of course, it was only about 6 miles on flat trails.  I’ve got more training to do.

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C’mon feet … don’t fail me now!

...great in the mud, really supportive, but 2 lb. 2 oz. each!

A few people have asked me what I’ll be wearing on my feet.  In my months of reading and planning leading up to this hike, I’ve been trudging around in a few different pairs I already have.  Recommendations I’ve been given range from,  “Go with the lightest weight trail runners” to “You’ve gotta have good ankle support; there’s nothing like a good pair of high-top leather heavy-duty boots” and “It doesn’t much matter.  They have to be comfortable and you’re gonna wear ’em out anyway.” (I get the idea that I’m likely to go through about 4 pairs during the 2179 miles.)

Well, here’s my thoughts.  First of all, I won’t be starting out with anything brand new.  I like the feel of the three different pairs I have, and they’ve all got enough miles left in them for a good start, so I’ll go with something I already own.

.... lighter weight. With my pack weight, will I need more support?

I have a pair of very nice but comparatively heavy Asolo leather boots.  With good treatment, they’re fairly waterproof, great in the mud, and really supportive.  Major drawback?  Two pounds two ounces EACH!  That’s 4 1/4 pounds on my feet.  These may be fine for a rugged day of hiking, especially with a heavy pack, but for this extended trip… that’s just too much weight to lift up with each step.

I don’t suppose my pack will be light enough for me to safely go with light trail runners, so I won’t buy any.  Also, since we’ll be starting on March 12th, I’m guessing we’ll be likely in the snow a bit.  My lightest weight hikers (at 1 pound 4 ounce per foot – not the lightest you can get by any means!) are what I might like later in the Spring and Summer.

.... my compromise. 1 lb. 12 oz. each and supportive.

To start out, I think I’ll be going with the middle of the road option.  My lighter boots are Gore-tex lined (water resistant, at least!), high enough to be supportive, and not too heavy (1 pound 12 ounces each).  I’m hoping they’ll serve me well early in the hike through the coldest weather!

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Urban Hike #3

Another weekend, another trail preparation walk….a 9.8 mile walk with a 30 pound backpack that is!  Hey, it is Brooklyn after all — go big or go home, right?

Brooklyn Bridge

The fact that it is now just 6 weeks until trail-time was certainly weighing heavy on my mind (and my shoulders) this afternoon when I got to spend a relatively warm (35º!) few hours walking around town with my fiance at my side.  It’s hard to imagine what it will be like to walk that far (or more) with that much weight (or more) everyday for 4 1/2 months (…or more).

It was especially hard to envision what it will look like to be immersed in nature day after day, when today I was surrounded by cars, buildings and 1/2 the population of Kings County.  The imagined differences between an on-trail hike and an on-street walk became clearer as I maneuvered my way through the slushy, 19-inches-of-snow-and-no-where-to-put-it puddles on street corners, around the double-wide strollers of yuppified Park Slopers and past the European tourists snapping photos on the Brooklyn Bridge.  It was made most apparent though, with all of the double takes and backward glances I got.  Though they say anything goes in this city, I do suppose I was something of an enigma today.  While everyone else was out for mimosas and Sunday brunch, I trekked through town laden with hiking poles, boots and an external frame backpack.  When I head out on that footpath in the woods in a few weeks, no one, not even the trees, will think anything of it.

But I’ll take that enigma stigma and make it my own.  I’ll be the city mouse and the country mouse.  I can live happily in New York City, surrounded by culture, diversity, art and people.  I can also envelop myself in fresh air, a pristine mountaintop vista and allow myself the time for quiet contemplation.  Both environments can nourish the soul if you let them.

But before I head out on that trail, I won’t fuhgettabout where I am now.  In lieu of trail mix or gorp, I’ll nourish my belly with a toasted bagel and cream cheese and a coffee to go for my mid-hike snack!

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Motivations and Fears

I volunteer teaching Basic Math at Literacy Volunteers in Rochester, NY.  Today, just before class started, I mentioned my upcoming hike to a couple of students.  Their reactions were not unusual, I think:

Marvis:  “Why are you doing that? Why do you want to walk all that way?  What’s it gonna achieve?”

Dave:  “You’re gonna take time to enjoy the scenery, right?  Enjoy Mother Nature and all that?”

I didn’t really know how to answer.  Of course in the grand scheme of things, nothing earth-shattering is going to be achieved.  Most of the world won’t know whether Melissa and I finish the trek or not.  Will we enjoy the scenery?  I hope so.  But that’s not my motivation.  I’m not sure what it really is that makes me want to tackle this thing.  I hope to find out as I plod along.

David Miller, aka “Awol” (in Awol on the Appalachian Trail, WingSpan Press, 2006), on what motivates thru-hikers, writes “Most thru-hikers, when asked, will offer up a single motivation.  In part, it is the reason currently dominating his thoughts, in part it is the type of answer that is expected, and in part it is the type of answer that is easiest to give.  It is not that simple.  The reasons for a thru-hike are less tangible than many other big decisions in life.  And the reasons evolve.  Toward the end, possibly the most sustaining rationale to finish a thru-hike is the fact that you have started one.”

Taking on such a challenge, for me, is not like thinking about a casual stroll in the park. I’ve been realizing that the idea of a 2179 mile hike is a bit scary.  There are things that could do me in, like intestinal parasites from contaminated water (such as Giardia), an attack by a bear, or breaking an ankle.  Maybe I just won’t be able to handle being away from my wife and my home for so long.

Some of these fears are things I can prepare for (I’ll micro-filter all the water I need to drink from streams and springs, for example).  Some fears are just overblown from reality (bear attacks are rare, after all).  There will be some bad turns that happen despite my best planning and caution (when you take a zillion steps, you’re bound to twist your ankle badly once).  Some fears are fear of the unknown (after nearly 34 years of marriage, do we really know how well we’ll get along without each other for several months?  Maybe we’ll each grow and blossom without each other in ways that our togetherness prevents.  Then again, that’s a bit scary, too!).

Here’s a partial list of some of thoughts I’m sure will come to me at some point or another in the coming months:

  • It’s been raining for days.  I’m soaked.  What was I thinking?
  • So, you thought these dehydrated meals would be tasty enough?  Aren’t you tired of chicken and mashed potatoes?  We should have stopped in that last town for the night.  We could be in a restaurant now.
  • This pace is a killer.  I’m aching, but I can’t slow down.  We’ve got too many miles left to go today.
  • These boots aren’t going to last and they’re giving me blisters.  What was I thinking?
  • When I ran marathons, I always lost one toenail per marathon.  It wasn’t the 26.2 miles in a single day as much as the miles and miles of running to train for each race.  At least after the race it was over and I could rest and begin to heal.  Now, I’ve lost two toenails since the hike started, but I have months to go, hiking mile after mile, day after day.  What will be left of me when I finish?
  • It’s great to be in a town and eat a big meal in a restaurant.  I want to stay here until tomorrow, but we’ve only done six miles so far today.  We’ve got another nine miles ahead of us to get to the shelter we’ve planned to stay at.  Do I have to go on?
  • It’s raining again this morning and we have to pack up a wet tent.  There’s no way to dry it, and every bit of wetness means more weight.  This is miserable.

I found an article entitled “Overcome your Fears” by Claire Colvin (on the website powertochange.com).  In it, she says, “Fear keeps us in the background. It convinces us we can never accomplish our dreams, tells us to keep quiet … Fear has an unparalleled ability to freeze us in our tracks, and limit what we are willing to try. Fear makes us lead a smaller life.”

I don’t want to be frozen in my tracks.  I don’t want to lead a smaller life.  I’ll take all the precautions that are reasonable, but among them will not be the ultimate precaution, staying home. Instead, I think about the goal and how it will be so joyous to proclaim, “We’ve reached the end of the trail!  We’ve walked through 14 states!  We’re at the top of Mount Katahdin in Maine!”  You see, I want to have the opportunity to face the final scary question …  “Now what?”

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Suburban Hike #1

(Let me start by noting that despite my title, this is not the first bit of physical training I’ve done in preparation for the AT.  I just had to use this title after Mel’s last post.)

My cheap backyard thermometer reads 12 ºF; the weather on TV says only 7 ºF. Either way, it's cold enough to test my clothing!

It’s cold outside, and while one voice in my head says, “You don’t need to do any prep today!  It’ll never be this cold on the trail!” The second voice is saying,  “Let’s hope that’s true, but what better time to see if the clothing layering you want to use on the AT will hold up to this cold temperature?  If you find it’s too cold for today, well, it’s just a walk around the neighborhood – you can go home quickly.  If you stay warm enough at this cold temperature, these layers should be fine on the trail.”  The second voice wins, and I head upstairs to change, but not without a look at the thermometer.  It say’s about 12 ºF, but the TV shows only 7 ºF.

I put on my base layer, top and bottom polypropylene long johns.  I add long-sleeved tee-shirt over the top.  It’s a sporty name brand, made of some sort of wicking techy fabric.  I pull on the synthetic zip-off hiking pants (the legs will stay zipped on today!), and my normal thin nylon liner socks and wool hiking socks.  Over the top, I’ll add a pullover windbreaker that has a thin lining.  I’ve used this shell layer over the top on many hiking trips.  It’s water resistant (and can be retreated), but generally breathable.  I know it’s not adequate in downpours, but on the AT, I’ll be carrying a separate rain jacket and pants. (Incidentally, while not the most chic, a rainsuit and nothing else is reportedly the popular attire while washing one’s laundry when the opportunity arises on the trail; doing one’s laundry usually means doing all one’s laundry.)  To all of this, I add a new pair of gloves I want to try and a thin balaclava (a pullover-the-head combination cap, neck warmer and face shield).  There’s a hood on my jacket, if the balaclava’s not enough.

The fresh snow is pretty, even if the hiking route is suburbia!

Though I would rather hike somewhere with trails and hills, the neighborhood streets will have to do today; I don’t have the time today for driving somewhere more challenging (I want to back to watch the football playoffs later).  I sling on my pack that’s loaded up with most of my real gear (I don’t want to carry bricks anymore), grab my trekking poles and out I go! (The pack and poles https://sdarcwellness.com/online-therapy/ together weigh in at 24 lbs.  Though I’m carrying about 3 liters of water, I don’t expect to carry so much water on the AT.  I’m not carrying any food nor extra clothing, however, so I should expect my normal pack weight to be about 10 lbs. more.  I’ll be quite happy if I can keep it to that!)

Looks cold, right? Right!

Before I reach the end of the driveway, I pull my hood up over the balaclava.  Down the street I go.  We had several inches of snow last night, but the street is nicely plowed and the walking is far easier than what I’ll encounter if there’s snow on the trail.  I think it’s rather pretty, when my glasses aren’t frosting up from my breath.  If I leave my nose uncovered, my glasses don’t frost up.  Life is fill of compromises.

I cruise through the neighborhood.  I can only afford about an hour and a half today, so I push along extra fast to maximize the workout.  The plowed street is rather easy to walk on.  It reminds me of hiking atop frozen mud on a Mt. Marcy (Adirondacks) trip once.  This is too easy.  There’s a park a few blocks away – I’m on my way!

Davis Park - great for soccer and softball; a nice tundra simulation in winter!

This park is just a big flat expanse of soccer and softball fields, but today it’s snow-covered, the wind is whipping across it like the tundra, and there are drifted deep areas, windblown near-bare areas, and here and there the snow is crusty and my boots stay on top.  I quickly traverse the plowed parking lot, and make a lap of the park, staying mainly just inside the surrounding fence-line.

The lot is windblown, but my tracks are clear from the first time around.

I’m back to the parking lot, and that was too quick.  I’ll take another lap.  The lot is windblown, but my tracks are clear from the first time around.  At the other side of the park, though just 15 or 20 minutes have passed, my boot tracks are nearly filled in.  It’s getting colder.  I pull the balaclava back over my nose, long enough to warm my cheeks and frost my glasses.  I uncover again and my glasses clear.

After this lap around the park, it’s time to head home.  Before I make a hot chocolate, I check the thermometer again.  Yes, it’s colder.  I think about starting our AT hike on March 12th.  It’s earlier than most people start, and the weather can be risky, but I don’t think it’ll be like this!

It has dropped to about 6 ºF during suburban hike #1.

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Urban Hike #2

Sunset at Harriman

Yesterday was cold.  Like, 19 degrees cold with a bit of wind and the ground covered in 6 inches of snow.  An ideal winter day to curl up on the couch with a good book and some hot tea.  Or, on the other hand, a great day to get out on the trail with 35 pounds on my back!

Surprisingly, and without needing any convincing, my good friend Angela agreed to come up to Harriman State Park and hike a section of the AT with me.  Armed with multiple layers of synthetic clothing, hats, gloves and face-masks, we managed to keep quite warm.  We had an ambitious goal of a 7 mile hike in the northwest section of the park.  But after an extended shopping stop on the way up at Campor, (it happens to me more often than I’d like), we had to cut it short in order to make it back before sunset.  Which, it turned out, was a-ok with me after learning quickly that hiking a little-populated trail in snow is akin to trying to run fast in the sand uphill.

The snow-covered terrain was serene and quiet.  The ice on the tree branches sparkled like prisms in the sunlight.  It felt amazing to be out there, breathing in the crisp, fresh air, appreciating all aspects of nature’s bounty.  And yet at the same time, I couldn’t help but wonder what the hell was I was doing, planning on walking for almost 5 months with this much weight on my back?!  I was out of breath and my legs burned!  I guess this is going to be the dichotomy of the big trek — pleasure and pain, struggle and accomplishment, uphills and downhills…

All in all, it was a nice day.  And the burgers and beers afterwords were fantastic!

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Urban Hike #1

Brooklyn hiking with a little Nashville Skyline

So on Saturday I came to the harsh realization that it was a mere 8 weeks to the day from our planned Appalachian Trail departure.  Though I had the best intentions to ease myself into the physical rigors of this venture, I have instead spent much of this winter indoors with good company, good food, good wine and good movies.  High time for some backpacking boot camp!  So I stepped into my boots, strapped on my pack, loaded it with 15 pounds of gear and took off onto the snowy streets of Brooklyn.  Most of my neighbors are used to me carrying bicycles and triathlon gear up and down the stairs, but now they must think I’ve completely lost it!  When I hit the park, I took out my new hiking poles, put some Dylan on the ipod and ventured out onto the snow-filled footpaths, contemplating what the 2,175 miles of the AT will bring me.  7 miles later I was back in the warmth of my apartment, feeling accomplished and ready for adventure.  7 hours after that I woke up in the night with some serious lower back pain.  Yeah, I had a feeling it wouldn’t be that easy…

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