On the road againl

Our new hobby combines two of my favorite things. Feeding folks and talking. All we have to do is look in the AT map book and find places where the trail crosses the road and wait for the magic to happen.

 The last little girl that we met today a 24 year old  girl from California and was all by herself.  My prayer for her is that she will find a good group to connect with at the next shelter.  She is lonely.  So, we talked while she drank juice, ate snacks  and charged up her phone so that she could call her Mom.  I told her not to let anyone put her down for not doing the whole trail.  This is not a contest.  Hiking 288 trail miles through the Smokey mountains is a wonderful feat that most be will not accomplish in a life time.  I encouraged her to go along as it filled a need and she enjoyed it. To not keep her focus on Maine, but to enjoy the journey- the beauty of nature  and quiet time with God. When her journey was over,  to go home with her head held high. Mama will be proud of you.  Gave her a mama hug and sent her on her way.

Grizzly bear, from Maine,puts us to shame (62 and his second Hike through) . He  was not interest in snack., but was very interested in the chicken and pork dinner that  Mark grilled last night and our breakfast food.
Major Clean and Sweep were a couple from Washington State. They enjoyed the food and snacks; and sitting in our camp chairs. It was nice visiting with folks our age for a while.  I sprayed all three of them down with bug spray before they left. Heading up the hill, Grizzly raised his hiking stick and hollered goodbye.

A little skinny man Connecticut  wanted one apple and hurried on his way. Dr D and Bluebird from Joplin were  craving juice and fruit. Healthy Red Robin from N.J. stopped on the road and asked for prayer. Not interested in our snacks

Probably, the most interested hiker today was a Russian Lady living in South Africa.  She is a journalist for a local Russian newspaper who was behind schedule.  So, we drove her 10-15 miles, so that she could  get to where she could work online.  She accepted snacks and a ride and we walked her to her trail head so that she would make it to the next shelter.  Her name was Brave.

We are having so much fun.  We just found an Amish store and Mark just when in  to find food for tomorrow.  It is beginning to rain again.  Pray for our new friends as they continue their own adventure.