3/26/00
Day 4
Dick's Dome Shelter
39.3 miles
Thought I'd have more time to write but I usually want to be finished with
dinner cleanup by sunset and after dark I'm either checking the map for the
next day's hike, talking with people, or cold and tired enough that going to
bed at 8 pm sounds reasonable. I started seeing my first flowering plants
yesterday. All little things. One's with white petals like a daisy, and tiny
violet ones (bluettes?), (gentians?). How come I didn't see any the first two days? Is it that
Spring is two days further on? Or does the 30 miles I've traveled south make
the difference?
I've also seen several kinds of butterflys, many birds (including some hawks), grey squirrels,
a rabbit, and a total of 7 deer. These Virginia deer have huge white pennants for tails,
compared to the ones you might remember from Michigan. It's probably not surprising that
I keep seeing the deer. These ridgelines must be their only habitat. The valleys below
are all farmed and settled. Don't have to worry about bears yet, as there's not enough
range up on these narrow bands of forest to sustain them. Plenty of bear territory
coming up in Shenandoah Park, however. Should start that in about 3 days.
This next bit is going to be very boring. I want to enumerate all my various
aliments, both real and imagined (and the imagined ones are just as
important). As I'm walking along I spend a noticeable portion of my time thinking about these
things, so it's a valid part of my experience. This is obstensively a letter
to you, but it's also the closest I'll come to keeping a journal. So some of this
stuff I'm writing just for me. I recommend you skip ahead to the next entry.
*** Begin Boring List of Medical Complaints ***
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Feet: Blisters on both heels. I didn't stop soon enough when I first felt the
"hotspots," but it might not have mattered. I tried to break in my new boots
by doing 1 ½ hour road walks every other day during March. But that was on
level ground. As soon as I started to climb hills with these boots the whole
dynamic changed. I'm not sure how the blisters are going to heal if I keep
hiking every day, but hopefully the boots are changing to fit my feet. The
last few weeks I was hiking in New Zealand, the arch of my right foot ached
every single day. No problems with the right, but now the left arch is
beginning to act that way. During the whole boot break-in period, I was
getting a lot of pain in my left ankle and instep. Of course I was worried
that this was some new defect that wouldn't hold up to the abuse of the
trail, but so far it hasn't gotten any worse.
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Legs: Both are mighty sore by the end of the day and feel better by the next
morning. The left was cramping up bad the first night. I decided to switch my
hiking pole to my left hand (to aid that side) whenever I was going uphill.
Seems to be helping.
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(I will spare you the description of "Sweaty Butt-Crack
Rash", which hasn't happened yet, but surely will).
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Back: I had a hell of a scare that first morning at David Lesser shelter. I
had the contents of my food bag scattered around me and was trying to pack it
up so lunch items would be at the top. I twisted to my right (nothing
extreme) and got a major shot of pain in my upper left back. I just tried to
take a few breaths and see if my entire back was going to seize up in a
spasm. Then I rolled backwards to lie down and tried to bring each knee up to my chest.
After a few minutes I tried to stand up. I could feel muscles tensing and
freezing. Eventually I tried to continue packing up, very carefully, but
found I couldn't hold my left arm out in front of me without pain. After 15
or 20 minutes I found things seemed to be shifting and popping into a more
agreeable arrangement. After a while I was able to lift my pack and get it
on, thinking that despite the weight the harness system would act as a kind
of back brace. The pain gradually faded, and since then, no recurrence.
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A secondary back problem seems to occur when I sit improperly for too long.
This has happened occasionally for the last ½ year. I get a sharp jolt of
pain in my lower left back that radiates down my leg. This always produces an
audible yelp. And often the left leg is numb and useless for a minute or so.
I think that this condition is known as sciatica. Welcome to middle age.
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Various:
- My hands and arms get a minor workout from that walking stick, but
that should subside soon.
- My shoulders are sore from the pack straps, and my
hips a bit bruised from the waist belt, but this harness is way better than
anything else I've used before.
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My thighs are both sunburned and so is my
neck, but I doubt that I will peel.
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I have about a dozen minor cuts and
scrapes on my hands and legs.
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And I stink.
*** End Boring List of Medical Complaints ***
I know you must wonder why I would want to write any of that down. Although
reaching Katahdin will certainly be a mental challenge, on many levels, it's
currently the physical requirements that dominate my thoughts. I feel like I'm
piloting a rusty, leaky old boat and I have to plot the smoothest possible
course and avoid all hazards, or else the thing will capsize and sink. Five
million steps. If you put any kind of machine through that many repetitions, it
would surely break down. The only thing that makes the human body able
to withstand that stress is its ability to self-repair. I have to keep the damage
within the limits of my body's ability to heal.