The Susquehannock Trail Thru Hike, a journey through the heart of Pennsylvania's wilderness, has reached its final leg, and what a tale it weaves! As I embark on the fifth and last day, the end is in sight, and with it, a mix of emotions. The leg pain that had been a constant companion has miraculously vanished, leaving me energized for the 17-mile stretch ahead. However, a minor hiccup arises with my Nitecore battery dying, leaving me with a sense of vulnerability as I navigate the trail.
The trail, a tapestry of natural wonders, unfolds with a series of gentle hills and valleys. Stony Run, a peaceful haven, showcases lichen-covered rocks and babbling brooks, a testament to the trail's aquatic nature. As I progress, a realization hits me - this journey is almost over, and I can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. Where are the bears? I, Bear Bait, had hoped for an encounter, but the trail, it seems, had other plans.
As I enter the Hammersley Wilderness Area, fate intervenes. My first bear sighting is a memorable one - a two-legged bear, awkwardly walking like a human, unaware of my presence until I catch its scent. A brief encounter, but one that leaves me intrigued. Perhaps it was my audiobook, Michael Crichton's CONGO, that startled the bear, or maybe it was simply captivated by the story. Either way, it sets the tone for the next ten miles, where I spot four bears, each encounter a reminder of the trail's wild nature.
The home stretch is a mix of emotions. The dry forest atop the plateau offers a serene descent, with streams and creeks carving their paths. My phone dies, and I'm left with no navigation tools, a reminder of the trail's challenges. But I press on, following the blazes, and soon, Cross Fork comes into view. The STS detail is complete, and a sense of accomplishment washes over me.
I recharge at the local bar, indulging in my first Iron City Lager, a Pennsylvania classic. A ride back to Northern Gateway materializes with John, a retired Machinist Mate turned trail angel. Navy stories flow freely, and the journey back is a delightful one. The Susquehannock Trail, an east coast gem, has left an indelible mark. I can't help but plan my next adventure, for this area, with its myriad trails, has captured my heart. So, get out there, embrace the wet, and let the trails weave their magic!
