Today, I mailed off an invitation to Kirk for the backpack trip that has become an annual event for me. Last year, the forecast of rain and snow kept us off the mountain. This year, I am hoping to do the section above Cheaha. I've hiked all the intervening trail. I am hoping to knock off another section and keep that up until I've hiked all the way to the AT in Georgia. Perhaps then I can continue my trek and make my way up to Tennessee. But I am not worried about that. If Mitch and Kirk come down and do this hike with me, that will be big. Right now a couple of my local hiking companions are "in". So I can look forward to getting out amongst the trees and stones. We'll see if the weather cooperates.
I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...