5.14. I spent tonight in the Little Rock Pond Shelter where I met an 81 year old man who is on his 5th thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail. "Are you nuts?" I asked. He said no and went on to show me his gear; homemade everything, bivy sack, backpack, stuff sacks, etc.
5.15. I got lost this morning. I think my mind sub-consciously kept me on a logging road after the A.T. turned off. Didn't know where I was until I passed a big lake and found that on the map. By that time I had ventured way off the trail and I continued on the logging road which ran in the general direction (Northeast) that I wanted to go. It crossed a ski slope, and eventually ended at a T-intersection. I flipped a coin and turned right. Soon got picked up in a pickup and rode a spare tire into East Warrington. East Warrington has a Post Office and a general store, and it is on Rt 103 which intersects with the A.T. All was not lost; I bought groceries, hitched back to the trail and continued on north. By that time, I had covered 14 miles on the map, but I had walked much less. Being lost was fun; took the drudgery out of slogging along on the trail one step at a time. I hiked to the Clarendon shelter and spent the night.
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