Another challenge, another vlog post.
This one I’ve been preparing for since birth. Every Reese’s Pieces Sundae at Friendly’s with Granny. Every visit to Rota Spring, Holy Cow, or Kimball Farm. Every chased down ice cream truck at East Waushacum or Wyman Pond. Every shameful stop at T.J.’s to grab a comfort pint on the way home. They’ve all led to this moment.
Having officially passed the halfway mark on the Appalachian Trail, I’m now encouraged to celebrate this milestone by eating, all in one sitting, a half-gallon of ice cream. I’m not doing this for me, I’m doing this to preserve the integrity of the trail. I am however choosing to import my ice cream from Vermont rather than defaulting to the national brand from nearby Hershey, PA. (I may be a thru-hiker, but I’m not a monster.)