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Going Ultralight
In North Carolina hiking can be hard on the ankles, and it rains a lot. So my days hiking a stretch of the Appalachian Trail would be another good test for my ultralight gear. I had on New Balance running shoes (14 ounces each), a GoLite Breeze backpack (14 ounces), and would be sleeping in a Western Mountaineering HighLite sleeping bag (17 ounces!), under a lightweight tarp. My pack weight was around eleven pounds total, with all food and water.
A friend from Asheville took me up to Newfound Gap, and we took in the view with a hundred other tourists. Then he hiked with me for the first mile or two, befor e heading back. I found a good tree-branch on the ground and made it into a walking stick. I figured it might help my knees on the steep downhill stretches. It was cloudy, and getting cooler, but I hadn't heard anything about bad weather.
Hiking In Snow
I call it "North Carolina Hiking," but I think I was in Tennessee when it began to snow. The Appalachian Trail here in the Smoky Mountains National Park weaves back and for th across the border. In any case, I was somewhere near Clingman's Dome, above 6000 feet. It was getting dark and the flakes were getting larger. I had tarp-camped in snow befor e - one time, but I hadn't expected to in early May, in North Carolina.
I set up the tarp quickly (and illegally, I was later told) on a hidden hillside, with a shoe on a stick holding up the weight of the snow gathering on the nylon roof above. I woke up occasionally to see how far I had slid down the hill and to shake the snow off the tarp.
In the morning I was within a foot or two where I started, and somehow dry. There was a blanket of snow seven inches deep, covering everything. I packed up quickly, and went up the trail to the top of Clingman's Dome. There is an incredible tower there, with a spiral ramp going to the top. I had the view, or what there was of it, to myself.
Hiking In Rain
for tunately, by noon I was below the snow, in the cold rain. It was so wet everywhere, that when I reached one of the Appalachian Trail Shelters, I couldn't get a fire going in the fireplace - for the first time in my life. I ate my soggy noodles cold. for tunately, my Frogg Toggs rainwear kept me dry during the hours of hiking in snow and rain. I was happy for that. My feet were even dry for a while, befor e the rain returned that evening.
Hiking Through The Seasons
I discovered that the trees above a certain elevation in North Carolina don't get their leaves by early May. Lower down they get them weeks earlier. After hiking the Appalachian Trail for half a day, and explaining to the through-hikers that I wasn't just on a day hike ("Is that a day pack?"), I headed lower. The trail went up and down, and I passed from leafy for ests to winter landscapes repeatedly. It made it seem like more time was passing than the few hours it took me to reach a good campsite.
By now, after a conversation with a couple backpackers in the shelter, I knew that I was hiking illegally, or at least I was camping illegally. It was too late to go get a permit, so I went off the trail far enough to be out of sight when I set up my tarp. The rain returned, and I realized that one of the benefits of a tarp is the space to move around during long stays. Another is the view. Birds and squirrels made regular visits.
Long-Distance North Carolina Hiking
I had never hiked 39 miles in a day befor e. I don't think I could have in hiking boots. And I stayed warm and dry through snow and rain. My North Carolina hiking experience proved to me the value and safety of ultralight backpacking techniques and equipment. It was also fun to tell the other hikers that, no, I wasn't day hiking.