Slackpack Cheshire to Dalton

5.05. Tom drove us to Cheshire and we hiked the ten mile stretch back to Dalton (in reverse and without packs). Unbelievable experience to hike without thirty pounds on my shoulders! So this is what hiking is all about, I thought. Not bad. I flew over the terrain like I had wings on my feet.

Of course Magic was ahead of me, and out of sight within an hour. When I walked into Dalton, I was confused by the street signs and I flagged down a car to ask the driver directions into the town. He said, "Straight ahead, you want a ride?"

Aha, my chance to beat Magic, I thought, but he was already in the library when I got there.

Tom made dinner tonight; pasta and meat sauce, salad and ice cream for dessert. I ate like a horse.

We went to bed early, because we are leaving at 4:15 AM in the morning.