AT Update: Three – The Invisible Woods of Pennsylvania

Remember how I had been taking things slowly? Giving myself time to get stronger? It was a good plan, but there’s only so much to be done when some clown decides that stopping points need to be a full eighteen miles apart for some reason. One such day, shortly after my last post, involved crossing…

AT Update: Numbah Two – The Breaking of the Fellowship

I’ve been flying (I wish) solo for a few days now. Over the weekend, for the first time in his life, Dan stopped doing a thing before it hurt him. During our approach to Harper’s Ferry, he had planar fasciitis flare up in both feet. We knew starting out that his feet might cause him…

AT Update: The First – Praise The Sun!

My world is pain, and everything is great. I’m writing this from my uncle’s house in Frederick, MD, and I’m pretty sure I’ve gotten myself drunk on spaghetti. It’s been an eventful few days. We started walking north on Monday, June 1st, at Ashby Gap outside of Paris, VA. It was a warm, slightly muggy…