The epic journey of a sibling pair as they trek 2,181 miles from Georgia to Maine on the Appalachia Trail.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

100 Mile Wilderness Challenge is upon us!

Just a reminder to all that The 100 Mile Wilderness Challenge is soon to begin!  Hansel and Gretel are in their final stretch of the journey and of their mission to raise 10,000 for the Multiple Sclerosis Association of America.  Our family friends, The Hansen's are very generously proposing a final fundraising challenge in which they will match every donation that comes in up to $500.

To see proposal written in grater detail, you can click here.
To visit Hansel and Gretel's donation page at MSAA, you can click here.

We are so thankful to everyone who has already contributed to Hansel and Gretel's goal and for all of the support everyone has been giving throughout the entire AT experience.  You all have been truly wonderful!

Happy Trails!

A few shots from the top of Baldpate Mountain 
Hansel 

Gretel

Hansel at the edge of the world!

Friday, July 8, 2011

They Forded A River!

"Today we forded a river!" Gretel announce.  Just like they do in Oregon Trail!  Their very first river.  Did they have to ford a river?  Probably not, but they figured it would be good practice for the future rivers they would likely need to ford.  Maine is apparently loaded with them.  One south bound hiker claimed there were 30 rivers you had to ford.  Hansel and Gretel thought that sounded a little high considering they haven't had to ford any in all of the states they have hiked through, but it could be possible.  There is actually one river crossing that is actually impossible to ford.  The Kennebec River is far too deep so the Trail Guide dictates that the true white blaze trail includes a ride on a ferry.  Typically speaking, white blazer thru-hikers (Hansel and Gretel) are not allowed to take any kind of transportation that is not in their own hiking boots, but it is actually very dangerous to cross the Kennebec any other way.

What does it actually mean to ford a river you might ask?  It really just means that you walk straight though the water because there are no bridges or stones to cross.  This was not a particularly high or rapid river.  In fact, the highest point only came up to just bellow the knee.  Gretel did her best to take a picture of Hansel, making the experience look as epic as possible.  Mostly, crossing the river in this manner was just a nice way to end the day.  They put on their Crocks and the cold water feels great after a long day of hiking.  The road marking the end of their hike was visible from the river so they knew they would not be traveling miles in wet attire.

Happy trails and pleasant fording!
Hansel fording the river

Clearly, this is NOT the most epic river fording experience, but there will be more to come!

The Notch and Furry Friends

MAINE!  

The final state!  At the state line, Hansel and Gretel have covered 1,896.9 miles and have only 281.4 miles to go!

Gretel at the NH/ME State Line!


"Yesterday, there were two eventful things that happened," Gretel said at the beginning of the regular Trail Check-In.  The first was that they completed what has been called the most technical mile of the trail.  Basically, you are bouldering/rock climbing for an entire mile.  This particular mile is called "The Notch."

"It looks like someone threw a bunch of car-sized boulders into a hole!" Gretel said.  Sometimes you are leaping from boulder to boulder; other times your have to climb down in between boulders.  Hansel and Gretel were constantly taking off their packs and handing them to one another since there was no way they would have been able to fit through with their pack still attached to their back.  "There was lots of weird maneuvering."  When they climbed down into the holes between boulders, the temperature would drop up to 20 degrees and they could see ice and snow down in the crevices left over from the winter!

In some ways, The Notch is kind of fun and it's a great example of how Mother Nature can be an expert when it comes to designing play grounds.  In other ways The Notch can be rather dangerous and should be handled with extreme caution.  Very early on in their mile of madness, Hansel climbing up a rock and lost his footing taking a 5 foot fall straight down into a hole!  He was very lucky to have had his pack on, because he managed to slide perfectly into a hole, wedged in between his pack and the rock he had been trying to climb.  Miraculously, he barely hurt himself.  He came out of the hole with a scrape on his shin and a slightly banged up shoulder, but nothing too serious.  "We both have taken a lot of spills in this last part of the trail.  We're looking pretty beat up at this point."  Gretel described Hansel's fall as being "Tetris style."  He just slid into perfectly into place.  We can chuckle at this little slip now, but the truth is, Hansel and Gretel were both a bit "freaked out" after it happened.  Falling 5 feet into a rocky crevice would be enough to rattle anyone's nerves!  I think that qualifies as being stuck between a rock and a hard place.  It took them 2 hours and 15 minutes to hike 1 mile today.  That was by far the slowest mile they have hiked yet.  I'll remind you that when they did the Maryland Challenge, they were covering about 3 miles per hour!

The other point of interest the Gretel wanted to share was in reference to their stay at the Mahoosuc Mountain Lodge.  They found the phone number for this hostel in the AT Guide book, but were very confused when the answering machine said they had reached the Mahoosuc Guide Service.  As it turns out, the hostel doubles as a lodge for leading sled dog trips in the winter time.  When Hansel and Gretel arrived, they spent the first hour just going from fence to fence, petting beautiful sled dogs.  They had 35-40 dogs on the property, all of which were a very unique breed that is actually indigenous to the Yukon.  They are not bred for anything except for sledding and there are no two dogs that look alike.  Some looked like a great pyrenees, others looked like huskies.  They are pretty tall dogs and the males are usually between 80-100 pounds.

The lodge itself was recently refurbished.  The top floor has bed rooms and kitchen space, while the first floor was left open, making it the perfect site for barn dances!  Hansel and Gretel got an entire room to themselves and they were also given a bunch of ingredients to make their own burritos.  Chef Gretel was all over that, and cooked up a delicious dinner!

Other than that, their day was mostly uneventful.  They have been passing more south bound hikers and not many north bounders with the exception of one rather large group that started their thru-hike in February.  The Mahoosuc Mountains, although challenging (i.g. The Notch) are not nearly as scenic as the Whites were.  Some hikers have dubbed the mountain range "Mahoo-suck" since there are never any views and some of the rock faces on the Trail are really difficult.  Many of them are very flat so you are either climbing up on your hands and knees, or sliding down on your butt.  Gretel actually tore a huge hole in her rain pants from sliding down.  Good thing they are almost to the end!

Happy trails and happy dogs!

The Notch- note the ice that is visible in the crevices!

Hansel making his way through The Notch

Two Bad Plus

And here are Two Bad's reflections from his most recent trip through Vermont.

Two Bad and Gretel back on the Trail


Becca, aka Gretel had been off the trail as she was getting a few things sorted out. Our “Wonder Woman” has law school beginning in August and needed time to get some things worked out so her trail legs would need to be worked back into shape. I told her that Two Bad would be happy to hit the trail and help her ease back into the 20+ mile routine she had worked up to. So Vermont would be our entry point back onto the trail and we’d do a few easy 10-12 mile days ahead of Hansel until he would catch us somewhere in the middle of the state.
Our best laid plan then met “Murphy’s Law”! The “easy” ten miles on our first day failed to account for the fact that there is no access to Vermont at the Massachusetts/Vermont border. We set off at noon from Williamstown, MA adding four miles to our day.  The other discovery we made is that Vermont is more accurately known as “Vermuck”! An unusually wet spring has turned the trail into a mass of puddles and mud. Our boots quickly became mud covered and the footing was tricky because it was so slick. Rocks and roots were slippery so we had to slow our pace but also needed to make the shelter before nighttime.
In spite of the tough going on our first day back, we still had been making decent time until at about 10 miles in; I slipped and fell while crossing a stream. The wet rocks were slick and I fell hard onto the rocks and landed in the stream. Water filled my boots but my right forearm broke my fall and I had a gash and large swollen area surrounding it. Gretel helped me get pressure on the area and wrapped it with my bandana. I also had begun the process of daily falls by banging my right knee and hip on the rocks when I fell. Tired legs and slippery rocks are a recipe for problems. Becca was great, helped me up, got me bandaged and then off we went.   
As we hiked together over the next few days we had plenty of time to talk. Becca set a good pace and found her trail legs very quickly while I struggled with the mud and slipperiness of the wet rocks and roots. For some reason, my right knee and hip seemed to absorb most of the impact of every fall. She recognized that my leg was taking a beating and whenever her pace set her ahead of me she’d patiently wait as I caught up. We maintained our two mile per hour pace over the first days we hiked together, slow for her but just fine for me.
That first night found us arriving late into the shelter which was quite crowded. We met a section hiker named “Fish Man”, he is a retired professor and an expert in fish farming. Very neat guy to talk with, he has three children and was very impressed with what Becca and Jarrod are doing both hiking and fund raising. As usual, Gretel did the cooking and we got a decent night’s sleep,   I knew already that I’d be sore the next day!
Our second day was a 15 mile trek! We started with a very long and rocky downhill; I prefer a climb since they are easier on the knees! Our reward for this major descent, we got to cross a road! The mud and muck continue to be the dominant features of Vermont. Becca and I both have some slips and falls but hike on. The first day she picked me up, literally out of the stream, but today she is struggling with what still lies ahead and questions her strength to finish the trail. So now I have the chance to pick her up! Several hugs along the way, reassuring her that I will be with her every step of the way through Vermont and then Jarrod was there to the end, and telling her that I have come to see that she is perhaps the strongest person I have ever known helps to settle her a bit. It is still a very tough day! But the shelter is really cool with a nice view right out the front. We have a piped water source which gushes freezing cold and delicious fresh spring water. And we meet “Crockett”; he is hiking the “Long Trail” which runs from Vermont to Canada and overlaps with the AT through part of the state. We’ll travel with him for several days. He shared an insight for keeping black flies away, place a fern on the top of your head. As goofy as it sounds, Gretel and I both try it and it works! I look like Caesar and Becca has a leaf growing out of her head but we avoid the flies! We enjoy a good laugh and decide that the next time we see “Crockett” we will thank him for the advice!
Our next morning begins with “Red Rider” rolling into our camp! He is a through hiker that Becca knows.  We’ll cross each other’s path several times while hiking through Vermont and “Red Rider” will be one of my favorite hiking acquaintances. In the course of our travels together we will have several times when the two of us talk at length about life and family and society. The kinds of conversations you have when there are no distractions like TV or the telephone. Though I may never have a chance to see him again, I believe that I got to know him well and will be thinking of “Red Rider” and his daughter as they summit Katadhan on July 28th, God bless you my friend!
We make plans to push through to Manchester Center. There is a hostel there which will allow us to dry out, do laundry and get a shower. We’ll also need to cover 18 miles! We enjoy the best trails thus far, dryer and much less muck to contend with, I manage to keep my feet the entire day! We enjoy some nice weather, a great view from Stratton Mountain and good discussion. Becca is planning on getting a cat when she starts Law School. She has been thinking about names and arrives at “Collins”! She’ll listen to Phil as she drives her kitten home and then read Billy to it every night! As we hike, I think about a nice Tom at the end of the day, does anyone drink them anymore I find myself wondering?! A short break for lunch at a shelter and I leave a message in the trail ledger saying we were in for lunch and then on to Manchester, we don’t often write in to books but this turns out to be a good idea, trailing right behind us is Hansel and when he reads our plan he pushes harder to catch us and spend that night together in the hostel. We pass a group of hikers and one of them happens to have just graduated from Union College, she roomed with someone that Becca knows, small world!
When we reach the road, the cell service is spotty. We call and find that the hostel is open and has room for us. Then we get a call from Hansel, he is just minutes behind and looking forward to being reunited with Gretel and Two Bad! It’s great to see Jarrod and after big hugs all around we set off with a driver named Joe LeBlanc, he is a local who recommends that we get some dinner at a restaurant on the way to the hostel. We enjoy an outstanding meal at “The Perfect Wife”! I wish my perfect wife could have been with us, but she is just finishing her last day at school. We call her and catch her up on all news from the trail. The day ends at the Green Mountain Inn. An amazing hostel run by Jeff who has turned a house into a thru-hikers dream! Hot showers, laundry and a kitchen stocked with cereal, bread, eggs and soda! He is one in a million and will be remembered as someone very special. His walls are covered with hiking memories and he has assembled photo collogues from hikers who over the years have stayed at the hostel and then sent pictures from Katadhan.
From this point on we have rain each day. Over the next few days we’ll all have some memorable slips and falls. The highlight will be the airborne full horizontal fall that Jarrod takes on a bridge! The Russian judge would have given him a perfect “10” for that one! He gets up unhurt, but in the course of the day I will end up with a turned left ankle and a sprained left wrist. My knee is now “super- sized” and hip aches. But I wouldn’t trade this for the world! Being here with these two is very special and I couldn’t be more proud of what Jarrod and Becca are getting so close to accomplishing!    
Once again I find myself amazed with the nonstop banter that Jarrod maintains throughout the day. He keeps us all laughing and I know that both he and Becca are glad to be reunited! You can’t have Hansel with no Gretel!! We have fun in spite of the rain, slips and Vermuck! I have no doubt that Becca can finish the AT with Jarrod.  They are planning the last two states and shelters they will make and timeframe to reach the end, the target is around July 18th. Finishing in less than 4 months will be quite an achievement; over 500 miles walked each month!
 Thank God for Becca! With another toe nail coming off on my left foot, my socks turning pink from the bleeding and no way to keep them dry, Gretel came up with the plan! The Inn at Long Trail is a legendary hiker’s haven. We could stay there, get dried out and “slack pack” out of the Inn for two days. We’d be able to cover more miles and get dry each night! We’d also have some good meals at the Irish Pub at the Inn. Connor, Murray, Patty and of course Oaky are the owner and family who own the Inn. They are super nice and very helpful. Oaky, the front desk manager has some great stories he shares and we truly relished our time there. The Pub food was delicious and each night we had entertainment from the “Blarney Rebel Band”. A Celtic Band from Utica, NY made up of three Italian brothers! How can you ever beat that! I recommend them highly!  Our evening ended with an Irish coffee and the best Irish Soda Bread Pudding in the world!
My days with Hansel and Gretel are but a few and will be over much too quickly! The memories and experiences will never be forgotten! Becca demonstrated throughout our time that she is a tremendous planner. Always thinking through all the options and keeping a level head. Her inner strength and will remain undimmed by personal challenges, she is a formidable force!  Jarrod has shown that he can lift you up and keep you going through his example and his light heartedness. His leadership will serve him well and people will always gravitate to him and stand firmly with him in whatever future endeavors he may undertake!
 I’ll never get my 20 mile day in, coming up about .4 of a mile short but still not bad for an old man!  I will long and fondly remember the group of thru-hikers I have had the chance to share the trail with, many I have mentioned in these comments I share. The bumps, bruises, aches and pains will go away, the laughs, challenges and memories will not. I thank all of you who have read these words and hope that maybe they will inspire you to get up and go take a hike, it isn’t hard and we’ve got some beautiful places to explore, you may find you really enjoy it! I thank all of you who have graciously supported Hansel & Gretel in their efforts to raise money for MS; your support has been outstanding.
But most of all, I’ll forever be thankful to Jarrod and Becca (Hansel & Gretel) for having shared this time and their adventure with me. I remember well how the AT provided my children with their first backpacking trips and now it is the venue for this experience of a lifetime! To them I simple say “Keep it up, don’t let anything get you down and I’ll see you guys at Katahdin!”
Two Bad and Gretel at the MA/VT boarder

Reflections from Two Bad

We are in for a treat today!!  Two Bad has completed his memoires from his two trips with Hansel and Gretel!  The post that follows is from his first 10 days with Hansel and Gretel when they were hiking through Virginia.  It is quite special to have a first hand account of life on the Appalachian Trail!  Thanks Two Bad!

Reflections from Two Bad

So what’s in a name? In May as I began a hiking journey with my two youngest children, joining them as they hiked the roughly 2200 miles of the Appalachian Trial, I was well aware of the trail names given to section and thru hikers. My children had received theirs in Georgia when they began the trail, what else but “Hansel and Gretel” for a brother and sister heading off into the forest together. Along the way, they haven’t been dropping bread but rather gloves and shirts (see other blog postings) as they maintain a punishing pace to reach Mt. Katahdin by mid-July. My first day on the trail with them was filled with doubt. That first day’s distance was longer than expected and ends in a rain storm. At the shelter, the first of many thru hikers I would meet, “Grad School”, and the kids gave me my name. Two bad hips, knees and feet - what else, I will forever be “Two Bad”.
Dinner on my first night was pasta and a real trail treat, a “Little Debbie’s” Star Crunch for dessert. That night, as I crawled into my sleeping bag I was damp and tired. My legs cramped midway through the night and as I lay awake, I realized I was freezing. The temperature had dropped to the mid 30’s and my 3 season bag just wasn’t making it. Thoughts of death by hypothermia ran through my head as the kids peacefully slept. But as day dawned, I was still in the world of the living and looking forward to the adventures to come with Hansel and Gretel!
As we hiked, I knew that my two children had slowed to allow me to keep up with them. Hiking through the Virginia country side we cross many open fields and cow pastures, makes for some fun as the cows stare us down and I wonder what, if anything,  is going through their heads! That first full day we hike 14 miles and at the shelter I have the pleasure of meeting “Calculator” when asked about his name, he very matter of factly says to me, “well I have a PHD in Math.” “Really” I quip, “No”, he corrects, “just good at math and figuring the miles between shelters.” When we meet he has the classic bandana on his head, later when he removes it I discover he has a huge Mohawk! Calculator is a great young guy and keeps a blazing fire going for us. The shelter is not too crowded and the highlight for us all is an impromptu concert by “Six String”, “Disco” and “Blue Sky” who are all carrying stringed instruments on the trail.
The number of thru hikers I will meet in my two trips is quite large. Jarrod at one point says to me that I am an inspiration being out there on the trail with them. I tell you that the inspirations are people like “Ike”, “Silver Fox”, “One Grey Wolf” and of course “Grandpa”. These are thru hikers my age or older. They get up every morning and set out to hike 10, 14, often 20 miles. They are retired business men, mechanics, and other professionals who are taking on another of life’s challenges and doing it with a grace and style all uniquely their own. Each has his own story, like “Dead Man” who happened to be from New Jersey, in fact graduated 45 years before Jarrod from Seton Hall Prep, what are the odds of that happening?
I learn a lot while on the trail with Hansel and Gretel, I see first-hand the strength of my children. They hoist their packs on each morning and often never take them off all day, lunch as they move. I see the organization they have built into their daily schedule. Rising at 6 am and out by 7, not a simple task when you have to break down your tent and pack all your gear.  Becca turns pasta or rice with the occasional mashed potatoes thrown in, into delicious dinners every night with a culinary flair that is all her own while working with the most basic of ingredients. A dash of sun dried tomato in that herb pasta adds a new flavor and turns it into a 5 star meal. Jarrod maintains a constant banter as we hike which lifts everyone’s spirits, no matter the circumstances. Not jokes, just interesting quips and thoughts that range from movies to books to music to comedians to life itself. He draws us into his dialogue and this makes the miles drift by.  I also realize that these kids are really smart; often I find I do not have any idea what they are talking about as they review British Literature or Eastern Religions. But it is another chance for me to learn something new every day!
I also learn to really enjoy “Trail Magic”, the treats left at trail crossings by thoughtful people. These include oranges (my personal favorite) or bananas, soda or beer, chips and other munchy treats. The folks who take the time to leave these magical treats may have hiked the trail themselves, know someone who has or are just wonderful individuals who appreciate what this trip is all about! Whatever their motivation, everyone on the trail appreciates their kind gestures and relishes the next treat discovered further down the trail!
My travels allow me the pleasure of sharing camps with “Bum Knee”, “Schmuck” and “Evergreen”.  All are interesting characters from various walks of life. These three are traveling together and clearly enjoy each other’s company.  “Evergreen”, six plus feet with a huge “Viking” looking beard has plans to return to Louisiana and open a “U-pick it” farm. He is a kind hearted mountain of a man and keeps us all laughing. “Schmuck” is a light hearted young guy from the Boston area. He had worked in an auto body shop doing high end antique car restorations, an interesting change!
The hiking is tough on my knees, particularly the down hills. I also am cultivating some interesting blisters! Becca and Jarrod take turns being my nurse and draining and then duct taping them. It’s amazing how they are forgotten through the day but when my boots come off, they jump right out at me.  At least the days are all relatively sunny and clear and we see some nice vistas and enjoy pleasant campfires at our camps. The shelters are all clean and fairly comfortable but one in particular is a favorite. It is a three tiered, post and beam constructed unit and we share it with three generations of a family that hiked in about 3 miles from a trail crossing. We also have “Mean Gene”, “Bean Pole” and “Ike” in the shelter when we call it a day. Just as we are dozing off to sleep, “Grandpa” rolls in. He often hikes into the night to keep up with the younger hikers, “Mean Gene” and “Bean Pole”.  The addition of “Grandpa” adds a new dimension to the shelter, incredibly loud snoring!
On Mother’s Day we tent camp. Enjoying a really great campfire and we have cell service so we all wish Donna a happy Mother’s Day from the mountains of Virginia! I have had many chances to reflect and appreciate what a wonderful experience this time has been. While we are not with Donna on Mother’s Day, I think we all feel the specialness of a great mother and an incredible wife! Though apart, in many ways we all clearly feel the closeness of our family on this day!
 We have been doing 14-15+ mile days and my legs have held up well enough. Still, I realize that these two could have been burning along at a much greater pace. They also would be out of camp much quicker each morning since I am the one who sits around enjoying a cup of coffee to start my day. But a large part of this experience is enjoying the environment we are in. The simple things, all the trappings stripped away and a cup of coffee is a treasure! I also reflect often on just how lucky I am to be here with two of my children and feeling very much alive as I am able to push myself physically each day (thanks Vincent). I’ll return home, tired and blistered but clearly a bit thinner, more fit and feeling a sense of accomplishment.  I do regret that Amanda has a broken ankle. She had been thinking that she could have been a part of the Virginia trek with us but that plan will not be happening so she will continue to be the chronicler of the adventures of “Hansel and Gretel” on their epic march north!    

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

100 Mile Wilderness Challenge

Greetings to all!  For today’s entry I’m turning this blog posting over to two longtime family friends, The Hansen’s.  They are declaring a challenge to our readers to support the efforts of Hansel & Gretel on behalf of the Multiple Sclerosis Association of America (MSAA).  Please read on and consider joining their matching fund challenge to support the millions of individuals living with M.S. through a donation to the Jabeccawalk.  
Hansel and Gretel are making their way towards the New Hampshire-Maine line and beyond that their final destination, the peak of Mt Katahdin and the end of the Appalachian Trail.  Between Monson, Maine and the final ascent up the mountain lies the 100 Mile Wilderness.  This section of the trail is known as the toughest and most challenging, both mentally and physically.  Careful preparation is required prior to completing this section of the trail.  Only a few gravel logging roads provide access in emergency and there are no supplies points along the way.  The terrain is rugged and the weather is known to be especially unpredictable in this region.  Their daily mileage will drop off as they begin to ford streams that can bring waist high cold water and some sections of the trail remain excessively muddy from the spring run-offs.  Despite these challenges, hikers still attest to the incredible beauty of this section.  Its remoteness lends to the stillness and pristine woods that make it so unique.  Beyond the Wilderness lies the final climb to Mt Katahdin the highest point in Maine and the end of the A.T.

Over 400,000 people in the United States have multiple sclerosis, and for each one of those individuals, there are family members and friends that are affected by their diagnosis as well. MSAA exists to enrich not only the quality of life for the individual with MS but for everyone who is affected by the disease. By providing direct support and services, MSSA helps to make life easier for individuals living with multiple sclerosis.  
We once hiked Mt Katahdin and are still entranced with its beauty and the memories of the hikers we met that day.  The experience of sharing the trail and their stories are a significant part of our wonderful memories from that day.  This experience and our shared concern for those dealing with the challenges M.S. provide a special connection to the JabeccaWalk and this final section of the trail.
So, we’re putting out a matching fund challenge to our Jabeccawalk community.  We will match your gifts, dollar for dollar up to $500 for every donation made as they make the final trek towards Mt Katahdin.  Your $25 instantly becomes $50.  The larger the donation the more we can give.  Our goal is to turn our $500 into $1000 of support for the MSAA and provide encouragement to Hansel & Gretel during this challenging final portion of their hike.  With Gretel back on the trail once again they are united in strength and commitment but, it won’t be easy. 
Please consider a first-time or additional online donation to their cause on the MSAA/JabeccaWalk page.  Checks payable to MSAA may also be mailed to MSAA, 706 Haddonfield Rd Cherry Hill, NJ 08002.  Please note “JabeccaWalk Wilderness Challenge” on your check. 
We thank you for your generous gift and vote of confidence in JabeccaWalk and their cause to support the MSAA and individuals and families living with M.S. 

Tid-Bit Post

Sometimes Hansel and Gretel have little tid-bits to share so this will be the tid-bit post.

First, we would like to mention a little about Raisins.  You might remember him from an earlier post.  Raisins is a rather speedy hiker from White Plains, NY.  Hansel and Gretel actually thought they had lost him, but he ended up taking a zero day (when you hike zero miles) and stayed an extra night at the White Mountains Hostel since it was so nice there.  Hansel figured he was about 23 years old.  Before hiking the AT he had basically no experience hiking.  He went on a day hike one time and then decided to just hike the whole trail.  When he showed up at Springer Mountain the first day he had about six pounds of raisins. Can you deduce how he got his trail name?

Another tid-bit is to introduce a new AT Term!  Yay!  It's been a while since we learned a new AT Term.  Today's term is "stealth camping."  This term is specific to the White Mountains because so much of the trail is above tree line.  The vegetation in this area is extremely fragile since there is little soil and limited protection from wind and weather.  Therefore, it is very important for hikers to say on the trail and only camp at designated areas.  Unfortunately, there are rare occasions when hikers are unable to make it all the way to the designated camp sites.  It is in these times that they must take the last resort option to stealth camp.  As you hike through the Whites, you might notice skinny little paths leading away from the trail.  They often lead to flat spots where people have set up their tents to spend the night. It is stealth camping because a.) you are trying your hardest not to disturb the fragile vegetation and b.) you are trying your hardest not to get caught by a wilderness authority figure.  There are some other ways in which the stealth camping term can be applied and are defined here.  Luckily, Hansel and Gretel have not needed to do any stealth camping.

There are some abbreviations that Hansel and Gretel have stumbled upon and immediately decided that they are very dumb.  "SoBo" and "NoBo" is the new terminology that south bound thru-hikers like to throw out.  SoBo means that you are a south bound hiker, and NoBo means you are a north bound hiker.  Now that Hansel and Gretel are getting closer to Maine, they have been running into a bunch of south bounders.  Apparently, no north bounders use these silly abbreviations.  "It kind of irks us," Hansel said. "It's like when people say, 'Oh, you're from Joisey.'  'No, I'm from New Jersey, thank you ver much.'  I'm not from Joisey and I'm not a NoBo."

Other merry tid-bits: Hansel and Gretel met one south bounder named Humble Adouski (no one is sure how to spell it exactly).  He was great.  As they passed by him he said, "Whoa, whoa, whoa.  Hold up!  These (he produced some mini Snickers bars) are for you."  A little congratulations gift from a fellow thru-hiker in celebration of Hansel and Gretel's many miles hiked.  They also met a couple that were hiking who actually knew them!  They said they had been reading this blog and their mom had even donated to MSAA!  So awesome!  Thanks for reading and thanks for donating to the cause!!

I think that concluded the tid-bits for now!

Happy Trails!