Day 88-Almost Heaven, West Virginia

June 14-17.5 miles-Raven Rocks to Harpers Ferry Bridge-AT mile 1026.4

This morning we were up and at it early because it was a town day! Not only was it a Town Day, it was also a New State Day! Finally, we were leaving Virginia for good!

We had to finish PUD 12, and do the PU of 13 to finish off the Rollercoaster. 

Funny thing though, going South, you start by going down. What rollercoaster does that? Okay, Dusty says there’s such a thing...

Once we finished the rollercoaster, the terrain evened out substantially, which allowed for much faster hiking. I timed my third hour, and found I hiked it at 2.6 mph!

I passed Sure Foot while he was dealing with his leaky water bladder, and caught up to Dusty after she had checked out a view. We hiked together for most of the day. 

We were even all together when we reached the state line!

Way to go Flat Will and LB!

Woo Hoo! Virginia is done!

It was 17.5 miles to Harpers Ferry. Even with stopping for lunch, we made it by 2:30 (I left at 6:40). 

Coming into Harpers Ferry, we crossed the Shenandoah River (life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze).



Kayakers on the Shenandoah. 

Because we are on the AT, it wasn’t an easy hike into town. It was up and down, then more up and more down. We went by Jefferson Rock. 




Then by the old Episcopal Church and the Catholic Church. 








This brought us into the lower part (historical part) of Harpers Ferry. It’s very quaint. 


We had to hike over to the railroad bridge to complete the AT on this side of the Potomac River. Back in December (I think), a train derailed at the end of the bridge, and wiped out the AT part of the bridge. It hasn’t been fixed yet, so we will shuttle around. 



Trains are able to go on the bridge, so it’s not safe to walk across. 

You can see where the railing is gone. 

After completing our footsteps to the bridge, we stopped in at the General Store and Outfitters. Sure Foot and Dusty replaced some bits of gear. I just got a couple of MH meals. 

When we were at the state line, I called the Towns Inn Hostel. Karen Townsend is the innkeeper. She offered us a private room for the same price as the hostel as it was booked by a group. Then, when we got here, she said she had moved the group (they were okay with it), and given us the hostel. The building is 200 years old. It’s very cool!

My bed

Sitting room

Sure Foot’s

Ceiling in Dusty’s room. 

Our front door

The hostel (balcony one). 

We had thought of not taking a zero here, but changed our minds. Most everything is open here, so we’ll actually get to do some exploring and checking out the town tomorrow!












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