Journey Day 209 | AT Day 32

At the hiker hostel in Damascus, I organized for the nexst stretch.

 4/22/86

Scott wakes me, I move out. Slackpackers decline in bitter cold. There’s snow on the ground. Push, easy hiking, few views. Break, leave entries in registers at shelters. Exhaust junk food as trail passes from Abdington Shelter. Drop quickly to Damascus as the sun comes out and shed clothes. Cross into Virginia. Down to town, postmistress opens up for my mail. I hit The Place. a Methodist A.T. hiker flophouse. Eat burgers, do laundry to bad vibes. Get organized and crash.