8/20/10
Jerry crossed into NH yesterday. We spent on more night at the Quechee Campground. Broke up camp early and dropped Jerry off exactly where I picked him up. That’s the AT way, folks. Careful to start up exactly where you end the day before.
Jerry is in the White Mountains and so am I. He is somewhere on top of a mountain and I’m in a campground somewhere in the notch. Set up the tent again all by myself, I’m still proud of that accomplishment. Not the greatest site but it is the weekend and one of the last ones of summer. This place is hoppin’. Drove around a little today before all the weekend tourist tomorrow. The wonders of nature never stop around here. The mountains, the waterfalls, the sky, the rivers - it just goes on and on.
I must admit that I find it hard to travel alone. Having a co-pilot is so nice, not to mention someone to talk to. Oh, well, I guess this is what signed up for. At least for the time being.
It has turned chilly up here in NH. I’m realizing that I didn’t really pack well for this weather. Forgot to think ahead. I did find a thrift store today and picked up a long sleeve shirt and an extra pair of jeans for less than $10.
Most of the towns that I’ve been through are like mini Gatlinburg’s but that, my friends, is a subject for another day.