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Oh well!


I heard today that they might be changing the date for the AT trip. I didn't have many other weekends I could do it with the Alaska trip, Florida Safari and work. I don't think I will voice any interference with the planning. This was their trip anyway. I was just a tag-along. I may just keep my own plan and look into a shuttle service. I can get someone to pick me up and drop me at the start and let me hike up to my car, I could just do my own trip. I had planned on hiking the Pinhoti in its entirety. I can just continue on. There are lots of miles left to do here in Alabama. Then there is always Georgia and the connector trail. Backpacking is a solitary pursuit. Or I can use the time to get some training miles in on the tandem with Beverly.

Another fine possibility is to take Paul on a simple overnight trip. Or I could take Sara on an overnight. We could do something modest that wouldn't be so far to hike.

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