The Fishing Knife

I was hiking the Knobstone Trail in southern Indiana. I’d been out a day or two. I was trying to prepare for a thru hike of the Appalachian Trail. The air was hot and humid, and my sweat coated me in a salty shellac. I was thirty five pounds heavier than I am today as ......

from Appalachian Trials http://ift.tt/2aix4zS