Synopsis: Friends. Beer. Rocks. Halfway Point. Camera Death. Rocks. Ice Cream. Mosquitoes. Rocks. Dehydrations. Heat. Lots of fun. Lots of rocks.
When reflecting on our time in Pennsylvania, I’m flooded with a strange range of emotions:
“Nice! This state isn’t as rocky as they say!”
“WILL THESE F-ING ROCKS EVER F-ING END?!?!”
“Oh, look at that pretty stream.”
“WHERE DID ALL OF THE F-ING WATER GO?!?!”
“The people of PA, and those we are hiking with, are fantastic!”
“WHY IS SHE A STRIPPER?!?!”
As we discovered, the lack of consistency in our PA journey is what made this state so memorable.