9/30 and hello october

well, after the short hike being so nice, the long one the next day felt like torture. it was cold, and as i hiked i got hot, but when i stopped i got cold. my pack seems to hurt my back more than normal. i walked up a mountain and by wintergreen ski resort, i thought about calling my buddy christina, but then i realized that she probably was not working there anymore, considering how much she hated it there. so no way out there. i trudged along until i stopped for lunch, then i felt a little better. i walked up another big mountain. on the way down i passed 2 older ladies with a dog. that was good because then i knew they would be at the shelter with me, and a dog is fun to pet and keeps you warm and keeps the animals away. another guy showed up too and reccomended the place where i am at now...

it was easy to get up in the morning because it was not quite as cold and windy. i had a biiiigg mountain to climb, The Priest, more than 3000ft of consecutive climbing. the most since new hampshire. At the bottom there was a 12pack of coke left on the trail, so at 8 in the morning i chugged one and saved one for a victory drink at the top. The sugar must have helped because the climb did not feel too bad, althogh it was long. Then i tried to call this hostel/bed and breakfast to pick me up, but they did not answer. I hung out on top of this nice lookout called spy rock and just basked in the sun, waiting for a call back. While i waited there 3 older guys came up with a beagle puppy and gave me enough food for a couple of lunches. I ate it all there. Eventually i got up and headed down the mountain to the town. I had to walk a lot further than i expected, but it has been worth it. It is called the dutch haus. A shower, a home cooked dinner, some beers, and an awesome dessert cake. Oh, and TV and internet too. And a breakfast in the morning. anddddd if it rains, maybe some slackpacking.
pictures from today and yesterday to come later. no cell service exists here.