Not that we don't love our neighbor to the North.
We are just not crazy about the rock pile that is the AT in PA.
The foot bruising, punishing rock pile that is PA.
A good chunk of PA would have been impossible without the help of our shuttle, Scott of Ye Olde Backpacker .
His shop is full of hiker goodies if you are in the Port Clinton area.
And, if you need a ride and good laugh, he is dependable for both.
Ask him to tell you the story of his chicken farm...Warren and I had perfect weather with the first signs of fall in the air for our 2 day 25 mile hike.
We started hiking North from Fox Gap with six miles left to reach the New Jersey border.
Ha! Goodbye sharp pointy Pennsylvania rocks!
It felt like we were running to the border, the anticipation was so great!
The white blaze led us over the Delaware River where if you looked to the right you saw this:And, if you looked left: After a scenic mile of diesel fumes it was time to celebrate!
New Jersey! A new state!
And, as odd as it sounds, the trail did change drastically as we headed over the border. Cascading streams welcomed us as we made our way up to the Backpacker's site. Views of the Delaware Water Gap. And, I quick shout out to my gal pal Vencka who grew up near this wonderous area!Bears are plentiful in NJ.
That added a bit of drama to each turn in the trail and each noise off the trail.
But, when we landed at the backpacker's site, we found pure luxury.
Most of the tent sites have spectacular views. Bear safes and poles for hanging are throughout the area.
And... there was actual grass instead of rocks to sleep on!
We found the perfect spot and had a few minutes to lounge and watch a warbler feasting above us.
Then, what looked to be a Merlin, swooped in missing our almost identified warbler by millimeters.
What a show!
Cute Husband sets up the traveling LoveNest on the soft grass at the ridge of the mountain. Cute Husband filters water. Cute Husband prepares dinner. I honestly have no idea what I did during this whole period of time.
We slept like babies, despite a non-forecasted rain shower and woke to fog and clouds breaking.
On to Sunfish Pond!Sigh.
Middle of the trail.
Stood his ground with dukes up as we passed.