Duncannon
Very cold but not windy so not quite as bad as previous night, but still didn't sleep well. Only 11 miles to town so dawdled, and a day hiker came in at 7:30 and proceeded to pull out his ancient Svea stove (same type we carried in 1982) so a gear head retrospectively, collecting old style camping stuff. Hiked out, down to valley then up next ridge over, and the famous PA rocks begin in earnest. Warming, and when I stop for lunch the first mosquito lands on my arm. Had already seen a few bees and worms. Long rocky ridge walk, then steep (need I say rocky?) down to Duncannon and the broad Susquehanna river rolling by, very high but not in flood.
To Kind of Outdoorsy store and hostel, meet a guy staying there with car who drives me to grocery store for the price of a few pieces of cooked chicken. Buy 4 days worth of food, back to hostel to find Chief checking in, planning a slack back tomorrow. I say I'm in, then we go out to pub for dinner. Sadly the Doyle is closed, soon to reopen under new management. After beers and dinner we meet Trail Angel Mary, shooting pool like a pro, yet another shuttle possibility. Beats carrying a very full pack.

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