![]() This seemed much easier than wearing my pack after passing a few hikers struggling to the top with theirs and I found the decision sound. I took my pack back to the car and put it in the trunk for my ride to take it back to the lodge while I hiked the approach trail from the arch up the 6 million steps to the top of the falls. At this time, I got my first taste of slackpacking as well. After finishing that, I headed over to the arch for the mandatory pics. You might be closer to the trail than you think and it has happened. Other than being sure of your water sources and LNT comments, what stuck out more was the be careful where you poop. I felt bad for the guy, but made a mental note to always step carefully onto bridges, steps, and boardwalks.Īfter breakfast, we headed down to the temporary visitor center to register, get my hang tag and number (#623), sit through orientation and weigh in. He proceeded to explain that he was stepping onto a bridge not realizing how slippery the wood was and went down like a house of cards. He had fallen mile three of his thru-hike attempt and was finished. We went down to breakfast and during one of my trips through the buffet line, I ran into the guy I saw limping the evening before. The next morning the plan was to have breakfast and then head down to the visitor center with my pack to Register. After dinner, we headed back to the room and watched TV, made calls and basically lounged around while of course checking my stuff, again. He was limping heavily and talking about how he had fallen. All in all, there were not that many, much less than I expected, people there. There was a group of Georgia DOT personnel having dinner after one of their group meetings, a few hikers and other guests of the lodge. We arrived that evening, unloaded my stuff and went to dinner at the lodge. ![]() I was heading down to Georgia on February 9th and beginning on March 2nd so that I could have a few days to get this party started. The plans had been made, a list of things to do before I left was completed and there was nothing left but the drive to Amicalola Lodge for two nights before the start of my adventure.
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