Top three questions received after announcing my plans to hike the Appalachian Trail:
- Oh, that’s cool…is that in America? (a question made only okay because I was in Europe at the time)
- Have you read that Bill Bryson book?
In September, Bill Bryson’s account of his 800-ish mile walk on the AT, A Walk in the Woods, will be playing in theaters everywhere. Moviegoers across the country will see the trail through his eyes, learn most of what they know about the AT from his perspective, soak up his experience as their own. And that’s too bad.
Don’t get me wrong, he’s an excellent writer. The stories involving his hiking partner, Katz, are highly entertaining, and the environmental/trail facts he details are quite interesting. It’s just that I found his portrayal of the AT to be vastly different from my own experience, and at times, in direct opposition.
Yes, I realize the journey is different for everyone, but when I finish this hike, I have half a mind to write a book in rebuttal entitled: A Longer Walk in the Woods: Things Bill Bryson Might Have Learned Had He Hiked All 2,189.2 Miles Instead of 800-ish.
Bryson often expressed disappointment in the scenic quality of the trail, wondering why it didn’t wind through any farmland, or past rushing rivers, babbling brooks, cascading waterfalls. So imagine my surprise when I walked through beautiful, cow-filled pastures in the rolling hills of Virginia, or when the trail ran alongside a beautiful lake in New Jersey, or the first of many rivers, streams and brooks, and yes, even cascading waterfalls. If you had only walked just a little further, Bill.
Word around the AT World is they predict the number of hikers starting from Springer Mountain, GA in 2016 to double (or even triple), which sort of blows my mind. If anything, after reading about Bryson’s journey, including his take on the beauty (or lack thereof), I wasn’t exactly running toward Georgia with my trekking poles. I remember thinking, “Shit, what the hell am I doing?” His tone isn’t exactly wooohooo, the AT rocks!
Now, almost 1500 miles in, I can’t help but think of his book as an incomplete review of an incredible movie, one of which he saw the first 20 minutes before falling asleep, waking up only to catch a few spotty scenes here and there, never quite catching on, never getting the whole story. It’s an entire book telling one third of the story.
And I’m not even saying my version of the story is right. I’m saying his is wrong. Nah, I’m kidding. But if you read his book, or happen to see the movie, I am asking you to consider the possibility that there is more to the Appalachian Trail than meets Bill Bryson’s eye.
Anyway, it’s been awhile since I’ve actually read it, so I am not going to argue every point where I can say, Look! A babbling brook next to the trail! In yo’ face, Bryson!
But I do want to talk about Pennsylvania. Even though he himself hiked only 11 of the 230 miles of Pennsylvania, he mentions that he never met a hiker with a good word to say about the trail in PA.
Perhaps I should introduce myself.
It is, by far, the most bipolar state we’ve walked through up to this point. It begins with miles of rolling farmland, flattens out, and ends with rocks. What kind of rocks, you ask? Big rocks, small rocks, jagged rocks, cocky rocks, slippery rocks, every rock. Rocks you climb, rocks you hop, rocks you kick, rocks that kick you. It ends with all of the rocks.
I’ve heard some people don’t like the rocks. Sure, they destroyed my gaiters, ripped my shoes to literal shreds, bashed my poles and bruised my ego a few times. But let’s take a look at the terrain we’ve been doing:
And the terrain to come:
And now let’s look at PA:
Without those rocks, Pennsylvania is justa flatlined heartbeat. The rocks…now the rocks give it life.
But I get the feeling that the people of Pennsylvania are very aware of their pride crushing, soul sucking rocks and attempt to make up for it by being the most amazeball people on the planet.
Because not a day went by where a Pennsylvanian didn’t go out of their way for us.
From Al giving us a ride to Mount Holly Springs, saving us from the pouring rain, to Cindy and Mary who took time out of their busy day to return my phone charger, two dozen miles up the road, thank you. Thank you to Sue, who played my jams on the jukebox all night at Sorento’s Pizza and then, without a word, paid for our meal. Extra thanks for the hugs, we know how bad we smell. To the friendly folks of 219 Market St in Duncannon, for the sign that Emily magically saw in the black of the night, inviting us to stealth camp in their lawn, a much needed pitch after our first marathon (26 miler) hike, thank you.
To Lou, who picked up our tab at the Beer Stein in Wind Gap, and then offered a ride to your well-groomed, extremely flat lawn to camp, complete with the use of your bathroom, “you know, if you need to poo or pee,” and to Mary for recognizing two lazy hikers prolonging a sub-par gas station breakfast to avoid the walk back up the hill to the trail head, and offering a ride. And to the Schoenemen’s for picking us up in the middle of Nowhere, PA, decked out in Badger gear, making me feel right at home, thank you for our first home-cooked meal in months (when we make it to Katahdin, we’ll still credit those vegetables), for opening your home to two grubby hikers, and for asking that beautiful question, “Do you guys just want to stay?” when we woke up the next morning to torrential rains. And then for leaving us home alone with DVR and that delicious root beer that’s actually beer. You are, The Best.
I know what you’re thinking, Bryson, that I didn’t technically say anything good about the actual trail in PA. But I disagree (shocking). Because I believe people are a huge part (the best part) of the trail, and the AT wouldn’t be the experience it is without them.
And I can’t say enough about the good people of PA. Even if they come with a side of rocks.
7 thoughts on “on bill bryson & pennsylvania ”
Being from, and living in, PA, I give this post a double like. 🙂 I agree with a few of the other commenters… way to go with the positive attitude. I’ve loved your posts and look forward to more!
I just love the fact that there are so many pictures of Em!
Haha, yep! Thanks for letting me borrow her 😉
Love this! While I was on the PCT this summer, many people parroted Bryson’s view of the AT upon hearing that I’d hiked it. And, like you, I found myself defending its awesomeness.
Your attitude is that of a true thru-hiker. Have a wonderful hike!
Tosh, I love the idea for the name of your book. Roll with it, it is hysterical and perfect. Also, the last picture with the flags and that awesome Braves hat sticking out of your bag is the best. Glad to hear you both are doing well.
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Love the positivity! Keep it up!
Atta girl! 🙂