April 22-26, 2024 four DCUL backpackers and two hiking dogs covered a delightful 57-mile section of the Appalachian Trail (AT) from the Bearfence Rock scramble south to the Shenandoah National Park (SNP) boundary at Rockfish Gap. We were treated by abundant wildflowers, butterflies, sweeping views, and jovial companionship. The relatively moderate mileage per day allowed... Continue Reading →
Trip Report: A Very Foggy Nightmare (Tuscarora Trail Sections 7-10, C&O Canal to Cowans Gap State Park) (April 19-21, 2024) (38 miles)
I was surrounded by a deep, thick fog. The worst fog I had ever seen. I didn’t know whether to blame Mother Nature or David “Spiderman”, but I had a pretty good idea that it wasn’t Mother Nature’s fault. The problem was, I could barely see my hands in front of my face. I had... Continue Reading →
Trip Report: “Dry Feet in a Wet Desert” (Utah/Arizona: Escalente NM: Paria Canyon + Death Hollow Canyon + Harris Wash + Buckskin Gulch + Pine Creek Box) (April 13-23, 2024)
“You probably won't even get your feet wet,” the Ranger said as he handed us a permit and a bunch of wag bags. “The conditions in Paria Canyon are unusually perfect. The low chance of rain tomorrow has cleared, the temperatures are warming, and the reliable springs are all flowing.” He saved the best for... Continue Reading →
Trip Report: Hiner Spring Rescue Mission, Part Deux (Ramsey’s Draft Wilderness) (March 29-31, 2024) (29 Miles)
Three backpackers stumbled off the Wild Oak Trail onto the giant mountain top campsite of Hiner Spring. One held a bloody rag to her face as her companions hovered around her with deep concern on their faces. They dropped packs and rushed to the spring. A few moments prior, a windy squall whipped in from... Continue Reading →
Trip Report: Like Frogs on a Freeway (Tuscarora Trail Sections 11 & 12, Hampshire Grade Rd to Hancock, MD) (March 23-24, 2024) (28 miles)
In front of us was a 5-lane highway full of insane rush-hour traffic. Behind us, there was nothing. After a median and another 5 lanes of heavy traffic, there was a raging river full of floating logs and man-eating alligators. And beyond that our backpacks, the Tuscarora Trail, and freedom. Without saying much, we all... Continue Reading →