A bucket list item for us is to see a Cubs game at Wrigley Field in Chicago. This bucket came full to the brim as the Mets happened to be in town while we were there and our hotel, the Hotel Zachary had a “room with a view” to die for. We got to watch the Cubs/White Sox cross town rivalry game on Wednesday night from our hotel room and the Mets/Cubs game at the stadium on Thursday night.
Nature Did Not Disappoint Us With All Its Glory In The Smokies.
**PLEASE MAKE SURE TO SEE THE PREVIOUS POST AS WE INADVERTENTLY DELETED ALL PICTURES AFTER WE POSTED IT**
As with many of the National Parks the Smokies was set aside because of its beauty. This beauty is accentuated by an abundance of wildlife and variety of plant life.
Starting with the mammals: There are of course many black bear in the park. We did run into one a few times but they are very shy and keep their distance unless startled. The really odd mammal in the park are the wild boar (hog/pig). They are not quite as shy and make horrific snorting noises when you come across them. Not my picture (googleimages) as I had no interest in putting down the pack and getting out the camera!
Let us take a look at the flora side of the Smokies. Never mind it was early Spring time when we started our hike and we got to watch the trees bud out and eventually leaf out over the course of April and early May. It has always been a goal to start down south and “walk north with Springtime”. We kept up with spring and all its beauty for a while before the summer temps crept up and all the plant life was fully leafed out.
The Great Smoky National Park…..Awesome Beauty!
Check out the views we got when starting our hike near the highest point on the entire Appalachian Trail. We were near Clingman’s Dome at 6,644 feet.
Check out a few of the views we had in the Smokies:
Ripley’s Gaitlinburg Aquarium…A Must See!
After a good month of hiking on the Appalachian Trail through Georgia and North Carolina we entered Tennessee and the Smoky Mountain region. The Great Smoky Mountain National Park has lived up to all the hype we have heard over the years. It happens to be the most visited National Park in the country-wide system of parks but we did not see it at its busiest as it was only early May. We are enjoying the Smokies so much that it is time for a touristy day.
The aquarium also had a number of larger fossils hanging from the ceiling.
The Stalking Scooter….Where Will It Appear Next?
Our method of hiking the AT is generally to leave our scooter at the end of the hike on the southern end then drive the truck to the beginning of the hike on the northern end. We then hike to the scooter and drive it back to the truck. We then leave the scooter overnight so we can repeat the same strategy the next day. This means we are always walking south on the trail but moving northbound toward Maine in general. This can give you a headache thinking about the logistics, but the idea is that the hikers continually see our scooter in in the oddest places. Because of this many folks have come to know us as the “Scooter People” but we do have proper trail names.
A quick note on trail names: Most AT hikers assume, or are given, trail names. Within the trail community, these names are how other hikers remember you. Our names are Sherpa and Ultralite. Can you guess who is who in the picture.
We came across a number of “suspect” places that our scooter should probably not venture into. There were a few hikers in the woods who cheered me on as I attempted, and succeeded in crossing this overflowing stream.
It turns out that we would have to cross many a swollen creek during the rainy season here in Appalachia. Below are pics taken the next day as we ran across a young cyclist stuck on a large rock in the creek. As we had our truck this time we helped pull him out.
Our favorite scooter story was reported by at least 4 separate hikers. When we went to leave the scooter at a trail head, we felt the area was not safe to leave the scooter for two straight days. We found a spot a half mile or so from the trail proper and secured it deep in the woods (or so we thought).
There was one group of anxious thru hikers that had taken pictures of the scooter at every encounter. They started holding up fingers in the picture to show how many different scooter encounters they’d had. One of the hikers named “Little Beast” had counted 7 separate encounters by the time they met us and expressed their glee that the scooter mystery was solved; when they met us the “scooter people”. Little Beast was her trail name as she weighed in at around 90 pounds but had carried a 50 pound pack 300 miles at this point.