After Tuesdays tough hike, we settled in here at Wilson Creek Shelter. Had a great fire. Hung out with ‘Feetz’, who celebrated his 51st birthday today but has tight IT Bands in both knees and decided to stay the day, along with Gigs (female) and Mul (male). All great people. However, lil had a little bit of a stomach issue/throw up on Monday that we blamed on dehydration/trail food/exertion became a bigger (similar but worse) problem last night in the middle of the night. It had forced us to lay low today at the shelter while she slept/recovered. This explains some of the body aches no doubt and overall how she was feeling. So unfortunate. Can’t rule out things out here like the water we are filtering, but more likely she already had something going on when we came out. Hard to have any highlights on a day like this but..I have never taken a 0 day (no miles) while out hiking. For me, it was relaxing. Read a book! Lily napped. We were visited by a momma deer and her baby so that was cool!

Bonus ‘Feetz’ section: ok, I have been encouraged to expand on our temp friend ‘Feetz’, so I shall! Now, I know the AT is filled with guys like ‘Feetz’ but this was new for Lil, so here we go. We ‘met’ Feetz first when he blew past us on Tuesday morning. Hawaiian print shorts were memorable, plus the metal music he was listening to as he went by. Saw him at Wilson Creek a little later, sitting in his chair. Told us he busted a trekking pole and he was pondering next steps. We wished him well and kept moving. We had our own problems as we had a mile to climb to Wilson Creek Shelter. We make it and are chilling out when Feetz rolls up. Trekking pole repaired with a stick and rope. A marine ingenuity, according to Feetz. He proceeds to get comfortable in his chair, sharing his story of having broken his pole and falling 200 feet down the mountain. He knew better than to stop himself until the mountain stopped him, because..he previously broke his back. He messed up both IT bands via this fall. He figured he needed to rest. He proceeded to chain smoke while sharing his travels over the first 750 miles of the trail. He worked in the occasional self rolled weed, as well. He started then calling his various boiling buds to explain his dilemma. 200 feet became 300 feet, then 400 feet. IT bands were shot but he would be ok but maybe needs to take it easy. Called wife. Profanity laced discussion about daughter and worthless boyfriend, plus IT bands, plus losing hiking time, etc. I went for water. I gathered firewood. Feetz rested. Loosely entertaining Lily by default. Feetz prepared a dinner of white rice, ground beef, and taco seasoning. Served on a piece of plastic. Eaten with another piece of plastic. Keepin’ it light! A bit later he moved onto a bag of gummies, then a Payday, then a bag of cookies. Unusual volume for a through hiker! Even the other guests, when they saw his chair said ‘you thru hike with a chair?’ He said it was a gift from a man who saw him with his hiker friends in a stop over town, and he didn’t have a chair but they all did. She the man face him his chair and..that’s why he had a chair. Side note - Feetz had just spent 5 days in a small town and this was his first day back on the trail. He had tweeted his back. Feetz stayed in the shelter with us. Lily sent him a strong message by throwing up all night. He DID stay all the next day but set up his tent and slept there the second night! 😛🤮. Bad knees Feetz did manage to go downhill to the water source and back up. I was the first to wish him Happy Birthday on Wednesday. Spent literally all day either calling hikers, or watching YouTube in his tent! He said he was about out of cell but..maybe not. I will add thst wed night, Feetz made some calls to friends who ‘knew everything’ aboit the AT to find a way off the mt for us. Gigs and Mul also dove into to their maps to try to help. When we woke up on Thursday, he was long gone. See ya Feetz. Best of luck getting to Maine! I am sad and sorry to not have captured a picture of us together. It would have brought the story altogether! Lil won’t soon forget ‘Feetz’, that’s for sure!








Tomorrow it looks like we go downhill. Going to take it easy and enjoy the walk!













