Daniel gave me a call today and elaborated on his volunteer work.  Officially, he worked for the Appalachian Trail Conservancy for three days last week, Friday-Sunday.  He was given free food, a volunteer patch from the Tennessee Eastman Hiking Club (maintainers of the area), and tools.  He told me about working on a bald trail, where there were nice steps but hikers were going around the steps, and there was a washout.  So these volunteers rerouted the trail from a steep climb into a switchback.  Daniel said Ian was also there, and a fellow named Blue, and nameless others.  Daniel got his lovely locks French braided.  He said that a place called Laurel Fork Gorge is absolutely beautiful, and one should spend at least two days there.  Otherwise, the hiking is easy, fast, not much to look at.  Daniel had a hurting ankle after the trail work, but it went in a day.
As for me, my ankles do not feel right yet.  I started standing and walking a little yesterday and this morning.  I would not call the results painful, but they aren't right.  I'm getting swelling when I walk, and my stride isn't normal, isn't smooth.  In fact I can't not limp.  So now I wonder if I'll be right in a month and able to rejoin for a time (Slam!  Pennsylvania boulders!), and yes, spend some more time with my dear brother, or if I ought to start looking for a cheap apartment now.  My spirits are low.
 
1 comment:
You'll pick up, my friend!
Here are my warmest wishes that you shall be back on the trail by July.
Happy Summer Solstice.
Love,
Allison
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