Nine and a half miles, our longest day of hiking yet. We strolled into camp at Hawk Mountain Shelter and found Dorothy had arrived some time before us. “The Yoga Sisters!” she cried out and leapt down from a picnic table as Toto yelped from the loft of the three-sided hut. My sister’s eyes flittedContinue reading “Chapter One: Bad Vibes at Hawk Mountain Shelter”
Two Sisters' Pact to Hike the Appalachian Trail
Rocks & Roots 