Duncannon slacking
Slacked 9 miles yesterday, 9 miles today, had to persuade a fisherman to drive me back to town when my shuttle couldn't make it until late (and barely had cellphone service down from the ridge trail on the valley). 80 degrees and the gnats are out. Third straight night at the hostel and the Pub, time to leave. And it's hiker midnight and goodnight
Long coal trains role by frequently, hauling anthracite (hard rock coal, best quality, low sulphur and "cleanest" burning), one had just gone screeching by.



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