Our home away from home: The Stonewall Jackson Inn
where we were truly pampered.
We hiked, biked and ate our way around Western Virginia.
I have until Tuesday to recover from the pain of a vertical 1.5 mile rock climb to reach the summit of "Sharp Top."
I'm a bit worse for wear, but with some motivation from friends, I completed the climb and descent. The descent at my age is sometimes worse than the climb.
A group of colonels and their spouses that we hung with in Stuttgart always dreamed of being through walkers on the Appalachian Trail after retirement. The men were going to hike and the women were to haul the men off the trail every night to a B&B for relaxation & comfort. Of course I had volunteered the hubby to switch roles with me. After our time this week hiking on and around the "AT", I think my outlook changed a bit. We had all read a realistic account of the "AT" journey, Walkin' on the Happy Side of Misery, A slice of Life on the Appalachian Trail, by J. R. "Model-T" Tate. Therefore, we all had to go into Buchanon, Virginia, which is noted in the book as a resupply station and hangout. After the climb, I indulged in a high calorie large shake and burger at the diner pictured below. So good and so bad for me.
If you have made it this far reading, please leave a comment. Yes, I'm off topic as usual, but I expect to be stitching up a storm again SOON.