Shakedown Hikes and Form II Entertaining


I’ll be the 1st to admit that I do not get as considerably time on the trail, especially the Appalachian Trail, as I would like. Although I’m good at producing excuses to locate myself amongst the pines, I’m practically equally as adept at producing roadblocks in my personal life that cease me from pursuing what I so dearly extended for.

I’m nonetheless caught up in that transition period that I spoke about earlier. Possibly extra-so this time. At the time of my final post, I was nonetheless living in North Carolina, nonetheless gainfully employed. Now, as I sit pecking absentmindedly on the keyboard of my aging laptop and sipping coffee in the ground floor of what made use of to be a Sears division retailer, I can not aid but gaze backwards into the previous with a sense of awestruck wonder and ask myself, “How did it all alter so quick?”

It shocked me, the adjustment, the sudden and jarring altering of lanes. Possibly it shouldn’t have, I knew it was coming for more than a year prior, I begged for it practically day-to-day. Regardless, the shock of cold water nonetheless soaked into my bones and produced me wonder if I was generating the appropriate options.

So, I did what all good thinkers do in occasions of duress: I ran away and hid in the woods.

Wonderful Smoky Mountain National Park on a clear, sunny day. Taken by Beau Schaeffer.

My trip to the Wonderful Smoky Mountains wasn’t purely a panic reaction, although it absolutely contained some of the very same components. My saving grace could have been my selection to ask Beau to accompany me on the journey.

Beau has been my most effective pal for the final seven years regardless of the unavoidable ebb and flow of life’s river. Our friendship, spurred on my menial labor for mediocre spend when we have been only 16, has absolutely noticed its modifications, although I hesitate to contact them “ups and downs”. Searching back more than the years of friendship that we have shared, I am really hard pressed to locate a single instance that I would describe as a “down”. These moments are so really hard to mentally find or isolate mainly because of Beau’s unceasing and unwavering sense of positivity, a thing that will doubtlessly turn into apparent as you study about our expertise.

We have been introduced to “Type II” enjoyable early on. These experiences that seemed unbearable at the time in no way ceased to make us smile when viewed longingly in the rearview. Through all of these seemingly unbearable experiences, I was often glad that Beau was there with me, each for the encouragement in the moment, as effectively as the aspect he played as a cherished cast member in my personal life’s play.

Our friendship has noticed its way via the drastically unique paths that we traveled down, although I do not think that our ambitions, dreams, or aspirations ever became also drastically incomparable. Beau and I have each often been wild, and have each sought out the wilderness, as wild items will normally do. Even though our paths have diverged, our passions have maintained a reliably steady course.

My program to thru-hike the Appalachian Trail wasn’t a shock to Beau as it was to most other individuals in my life. To him, it practically seemed like the subsequent logical step in my progression as an adult. Aside from Dad, I consider Beau has been my most significant cheerleader.

We met on the outskirts of Gatlinburg and basked in the kitsch that the town seemed to lambast us with. Getting Tennessee natives, we have been each painfully familiar with the city and its overflow of tourist traps and overpriced attractions. I valiantly fought the urge to acquire a shirt that declared “I HAVE WALKED THE Whole WIDTH OF THE APPALACHIAN TRAIL” proudly across the back.

Right after we staged a vehicle at Clingman’s Dome, we split up gear and weighed out packs at Fontana Dam. There have been no extra genuine bailout points for the subsequent 32 miles as we started our unbelievably below-planned hike of the Wonderful Smoky Mountain portion of the A.T., or at least half of it.

If you have ever been sucker-punched, you could be familiar with the mix of feelings that I dealt with in the course of the subsequent 5 miles. No a single EXPECTS to get sucker-punched, that is the entire point of the sucker-punch, appropriate? Nicely, mainly because I failed to definitely appear at the elevation profile on the map, I didn’t Count on there to be three,500 feet of elevation acquire appropriate out of the gate. Lots of feelings coursed via me in the course of the subsequent 5 miles, betrayal, nausea, worry. Extra than something, I felt as although I was ultimately feeling what it was to bite off extra than I could chew.

Checking the map, when unnecessary, is a good way to distract your hiking companion when you take a break. By Beau Schaeffer.

Beau smiled, hiked ever-upward, and took photos of me when I dry-heaved and faced the inevitable return of the grease-filled burger I had eaten an hour prior.

We stopped at Campsite 113 for the evening, dutifully setting up our tents and generating dinner when we rested our legs and hoped that tomorrow would bring fewer uphill climbs.

I evidently had considerably to find out about the Wonderful Smoky Mountains and the Appalachian Trail in common. The only continuous is the uphill and the screaming plea of relief from your feet that have felt like ground-beef for the final handful of miles.

But Beau smiled, hiked ever-upwards, and produced conversations on the uphills, a thing I could only locate the power for about a quarter of the time. We in no way ran out of items to speak about, which hardly shocked me. Neither a single of us had remained quiet because we became buddies.

We talked about podcasts and the Cost-free Solo film. We discussed the notion that possibly Edward Abbey was type of a dick occasionally and we compared premature opinions about subsequent years elections.

Saturday brought us significantly less elevation, and extra scenery. We watched the leaves that had turned clash noticeably with the ones that nonetheless desperately clung to life. The green tunnel enveloped us at occasions and produced the views significantly less frequent. Getting trapped in a cocoon of filtered green light is an expertise that Is also normally overlooked or thrown aside in favor of scenic views and classic overlooks.

Saturday evening brought us to Derrick’s Knob shelter, exactly where we met a collection of weekend warriors like ourselves, committed section hikers, and a single hiker in the middle of a flip-flop, bound for Harper’s Ferry. We talked about why we have been all on the path when the stars poked their pin-holes in the sky above us, a single by a single.

Relaxing in a shelter just before the final stretch of the day.

Beau and I walked (study: hobbled) into the parking region at Clingman’s Dome the following day about noon. We have been as soon as once again surrounded by the sights, sounds, and smells of the globe off trail. We hadn’t even been gone extended sufficient to overlook them. We limped up the hill to the observation deck and attempted to stifle our pride when people today pointed out ridgelines and mountain capabilities in the distance.

“I hiked that.” We told ourselves. “I climbed that mountain.”

But, like most Form II enjoyable, I consider it is a tiny much better, a tiny sweeter when I catch it is glimpse in the rear-view, mainly mainly because I didn’t have to do it alone. For what seemed like the 1000th time, I located myself becoming grateful that Beau was there.

“That was rough.” Stated Beau, as we collapsed into booths at a downtown pizza joint just after recovering our cars. “How do you really feel? About the trail and all.”

“More nervous than ever Beau.” I massaged the cramp developing in my calf and debated the merit of pineapple on my pie. “But I know exactly where my weak spots are now, and I consider I know exactly where my walls are.”

“That’s about what I figured. I consider you will be fine. Here’s to Form II enjoyable.”

“To Form II enjoyable.”

“And to buddies worth obtaining it with.”


P.S. It goes with no saying that Beau is a considerably much better photographer than I am, see the proof supplied above. Really feel free of charge to verify his other photography out, hyperlinks will be on my social media pages!





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