I made mention a few weeks ago on Facebook that I'd like to get into backpacking. It's no secret that I'm out of shape at 385lbs and my recent weight loss (to GET to 385) had me inspired to get out and be more active. After having mentioned my desire, JunebugDawn took it upon herself to organize a "short" backpacking trip along the Turkey Creek portion of Turkey/Wine Creek trail in Sumter National Forest near McCormick/Edgefield.
The intention was to do a five mile hike from the midpoint of the trail at Key Bridge and go south until we hit our intended camping area, camp for the night, and hike back out.
True to form, we all met up at the side of the road at Key Bridge. Thanks to SecretPrez, I got a new pack to replace my old ALICE pack that I'd been using and switched out. The luggage scale JunebugDawn brought weighed my final pack weight at 28lbs - respectable, I guess, for somebody who hasn't been backpacking since he was a Boy Scout some 15+ years ago. After a quick group photo (I have no photos of my own - I was doing well to carry 28lbs...more weight for a camera be damned) we hit the trail at around 10:00 am. Some were slower than others, some more experienced than others, but we made a pretty good pace with a few breaks and made it to camp around 2:00 after hiking about 4 miles. I'd (surprisingly) broken ahead of the pack and made it another half mile and stopped at what I figured was a nice spot to camp before SecretPrez showed up and informed me that everybody'd decided to set camp a half mile back.
Having done my 5 miles quite by accident, I pitched my hammock and tarp and collapsed with all the grace I could muster (which was very little) and relaxed for a few minutes before nomming on some Mountain House and sitting around the fire with the rest of the group. Sleep came early after some Vitamin I (Ibuprofen) and I got up the next morning knowing I had that hellish march back out of there. After packing my gear, having a Mountain House breakfast, and helping douse the fire my friend and I said our goodbyes and headed back out onto the trail.
We took a few breaks, but in the end we made it back to the car (though for both of us, it was ALL we could do).
I dropped him off at his house, came on home to my house, kissed Sequel, kissed SWMBO, curled up on the floor, tried not to cry, then cried a lot. Except not that - I did the first two, took a shower, and typed this.
Lessons learned:
5 miles sucks. 5 miles with 28lbs sucks harder.
Start investing in down gear. I hear it's lighter.
Don't get ahead of the group - you'll end up doing a mile more than you have to.
Water is valuable...especially when you have a tendency to guzzle.
Every step you take on the way in is going to feel like 2 steps you have to take out. Plan accordingly.
Ibuprofen is TRULY a gift from the gods. Apply liberally.
Nothing tastes as good as a Double Whopper with a sweet tea big enough to swim in after two days of hiking.
It's possible to lose 3lbs in 2 days. I would know at this point.
Thanks to JunebugDawn for setting this up (I thought you were my friend. Instead of setting this death march, you should have talked me out of it), IT_Mike for bringing the base camp filter, and SecretPrez for hooking me up with the new pack...and of course thanks to everybody who came. It sucked tremendously, but it's an experience nobody can ever take away from me and something I'll never regret having done.
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