It’s going to be a huge challenge, it’s going to be difficult, but am I scared or nervous about these 2184 miles?!
On the other hand, the first 30 miles to Neel’s Gap scare the s**t out of me.
This evening is my goodbye drinks. Los Insurgentes, Roma.
Pulque, mezcal, good times. If you’re not living in Mexico or some hipster type who pays 1000% what you should in NY, you probably don’t know what pulque is. It’s a prehispanic fermented maguey plant sap alcoholic drink. It’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but I’m quite a fan.
Mr. Cogswell’s favourite plant
I will have a baggie of dried chile de árbol in my backpack to spice things up a bit while I’m away, though I’m going to be missing all things Mexican. If you feel like sending me a litre of mezcal or a couple hundred grams of tamarind while I’m away don’t hesitate to ask me for an address to send it to! Or Marmite, for that matter. Or whatever you think I’d like to eat on a rainy morning in the woods!
This might be my last post until I’m on the trail. Very busy and will be for the next few days. Leave to Atlanta on Sunday afternoon, shopping for a day and a half in Atlanta, go to the Hiker’s Hostel and Neel’s Gap on Tuesday, will start the trail on Wednesday morning, will arrive in Neel’s again on Sunday, I hope (very slow start).
Watch this space for the result of the first hurdle. If it’s a positive post then I’m sure I’ll go all the way; they’re by far the most important miles for me, what with my dodgy legs.
Wish me luck!