You know what I love most about the Appalachian Trail? That I can pick a section I don’t know anything about purely on the basis of convenience and have it turn out to be as glorious as the section we hiked this past weekend. Seriously, this was one of the best hikes of my life and I essentially pulled it out of a hat.
My task was to find a 20-mile section of trail roughly halfway between Lexington, Virginia and Charlotte, North Carolina, with a campground near the Appalachian Trail. That way my friend Anthony could drive up after work on Friday, meet us at the campground and we could hop on the trail early Saturday morning and be done by mid-afternoon on Sunday.
I settled on meeting at Grindstone Campground in the Mount Rogers National Recreation Area south of Marion, Virginia and hiking a 20-mile loop on the AT and the Mount Rogers Trail, which would take us up and over the highest point in Virginia!
On Thursday last week, my friend Devin in DC emailed to ask if I was doing anything outside over the weekend and I said, why yes I am, come join us! So he strapped on his backpack, hopped on his motorcycle and rode down to my place and we carpooled south to meet Anthony and Drew at the campground late Friday.
This simple plan nearly met with disaster. Devin and I arrived at Grindstone Campground at 9:45 pm only to be told the gate was shutting for the night in 15 minutes. Anthony and Drew were running late (as usual) and we had no cell service to warn them. So we found a campsite and I plastered the entrance of the park with notes, hoping that Drew and Anthony would see one of them, park their cars and walk in to our campsite. Miracle of miracles it worked! Drew made it in just as they were closing the gate and Ant and his giant dog Dozer came strolling into site 64 around midnight. Ah, the art of the well-placed note. I guess the world still revolved before cell phones, didn’t it?
Bright and early Saturday morning Ant and I parked our cars at the parking lot in Grindstone Campground and Drew dropped Ant, Devin and I off where the AT crossed highway 603. Poor Drew had to head back to Lexington to work. Turns out being a professor isn’t an easy job…
The Appalachian Trail is nicknamed “the Green Tunnel” because so much of it runs through the woods. The section we hiked this past weekend turned out to be a rare exception: much of the trail ran over vast balds with 360° views. It was a perfect fall foliage hike! I’ve hiked a lot of the AT and have never seen anything quite like this place.
This section of the AT was new to me, but it’s apparently quite popular: the trail was loaded with scout troops, church groups, families, day hikers and fellow weekend warriors. This was not a trip for solitude, but in all that open space, there was plenty of room for all of us to enjoy the great outdoors. We met some cool people and got some sweet NC hiking tips; Dozer even found love on the mountain with a very pretty Danish girl named Maggie.
Since the trail was so crowded, I didn’t want to set up camp at one of the AT shelters we passed. We kept an eye out for a level spot on one of the balds that would afford great views of both sunset and sunrise. About 12 miles in we found a perfect secluded campsite. Devin had packed a hammock, but with so few trees he ended up sleeping on the ground under epic stars. The next morning he woke us up just before dawn for an incredible sunrise and then we headed for Mount Rogers: the highest point in Virginia!
Man, it felt good to get out for an overnight! I haven’t even told you yet about the best part of our trip! Anybody want to see some wild ponies?! Stay tuned… ;)