| 6/9/01 - We woke up early (we promised to meet them at 9:00)
and all piled into the van.� We drove through a few small towns then on to I81.�
I81 took us to route 56, which we knew was a thin pink line of the map.� What we
didn't know was that it was like driving on a rollercoaster track through the
mountains.� A few of us were starting to get a little queasy but we turned on the air
and continued on. As we passed landmarks on the map, my navigator Joe kept us informed
as to how close we were.� He finally said that we were very close.� As we turned
the corner I saw the Appalachian Trail sign.�� Honey and Moon were relaxing on
the ground waiting for our arrival (9:45 - just alittle late).� We all jumped out of
the van and greeted them with warm hugs and handshakes (although the handshakes soon
turned to hugs since we were so glad to see them).� They looked great.� We later
commented that we were surprised on how good they looked.� Although the trail was
tough, Honey & Moon seem to be handling it extremely well.� As I looked at Moon I
came to realize that he really fit in out here.� I remember talking to many people
before the hike and commenting about Irene, no problem, but Armie?� Many couldn't
believe he was going into the woods let alone hiking the trail.� Armie you proved us
all wrong, and after this weekend I have a greater respect for you and wish you all the
luck in your future endevours.�
As we were getting ready to go, we met up with a few other thru-hikers.� Voyager
Bob, Mt. Goat, and Hipbone.� Joe and Leilani had brought brownies and Tastycakes
which they gladly shared with the thru-hikers.� Voyager Bob devoured some brownies
and saved some Tastycakes for later.� Mt. Goat and Hipbone also did their share of
devouring.� As you can tell thru-hikers are VERY hungry people, so if you pay them a
visit bring food (Tastycakes, Pringles, Fruits, and Vegetables are high on the list.
� Beer and Wine are not too far behind).
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| Mt. Goat, Hipbone, Moon, Honey |
Leilani, Joe, Al, Mt. Goat, Hipbone, Moon, Honey,
Voyager Bob |
Hipbone, Mt. Goat, Honey, Moon, Voyager Bob |
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| Dana & Patrick at the Pickup Spot |
Joe |
BarbnAl |
The first stop was at Cracker Barrel.� If you haven't been to one for breakfast
you don't know what your missing.� For example the Uncle Hershel special consists of
two eggs, grits, biscuits and gravy, a breakfast meat, and hashbrown casserole for only
$5.99.� I've never seen Honey eat so much in my life.� I remember going out
after Volleyball and she ate half of what she ordered and saved the rest for later. �
The only thing Honey and Moon saved were a few biscuits and jelly containers.
We then drove to Luray Caverns where we joined a tour and brought Honey & Moon back
to the reality in which we live in (tourists and crowds).� We also had an encounter
with ugly America.� On the tour you aren't supposed to touch the rock formations
since it would stunt there growth.� Unfortunately "Mr. Touchy", as he
became known as, wasn't really listening.� But all in all I think we all enjoyed the
trip to the Caverns.�
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| Leilani, Honey, Barb (girls night at the caverns) |
After the tour we took them on, what else, a hike.� Barb, Dana, Patrick, and I had
been to Skyline Drive before and wanted to show Joe, Leilani, Honey, and Moon this
waterfall which had an excellent view.� The hike was alittle more strenuous than I
remember.� Honey & Moon had no problem but the rest of us had to catch our
breaths a few times.��
We then hiked back in time for dinner.� Joe and Leilani brought with them Italian
Bread, roasted vegetables, and sharp provolone cheese.� Barb brought her pasta salad.
� Honey and Moon quickly devoured as much as they could.� We then settled back
for some great conversation and a pleasant visit.� Irene mentioned that she read this
Buddhist book which had some interesting philosophies.� She said the book indicated
that if you hurt someone, talked about someone badly, even bad thoughts, you would get a
drop in the bucket.� If the bucket was full you were headed straight to damnation.
� The conversation quickly turned to hysterics as anytime someone said something bad
a "drip" would follow.� We also heard an interesting tale when Irene went
to get Ice Cream and ordered a Chocolate cone with Chocolate Jimmies.� Doesn't sound
too different, we order that all the time.� The difference is that in this section of
the south Jimmies is slang for a mans genitalia.�� We finally reached a point
were we couldn't go on and retired to bed. |