Hiking Log – Jail Time
This is part four of excerpts from the trail log which was located on a New York portion of the Appalachian trail. For the post which explains this series, click here.
Following is my selection of this week’s thoughts of a hiker.
Sometime in 2016 (no date given)
Hello, my name is [first name omitted]. Sadly I’m going to Jail 🙁 I have a pound hidden on the White trail. 🙂 See you in ten years. Good luck!
Hint: The Water Fall; Falls harder when it rains.
Is this real? I don’t know. Would someone concoct such a story? I don’t know that either. But since printed words can be interpreted any way the reader wishes to interpret them, here’s what I imagine.
I imagine this is a real story. I think this person lives nearby and had some drugs that they needed to get rid of. Maybe they did not want their family or friends to be caught with it. Or perhaps they wanted to put it somewhere where they might be able to retrieve it when they got out of jail. Not knowing where people will live in a decade, it wouldn’t be safe to leave it in any specific house. The outdoors will always be there, and hopefully the Appalachian Trail will still be in existence. So what better place to put something safely hidden in the forest?
But then this hiker provides a clue to the drug’s whereabouts. I’m assuming it is marijuana because of his reference to “pound” so he decides not only to hide it but to allow someone else who might enjoy it to find it. So he indicates the marijuana is on the White Trail and somewhere in the vicinity of the Falls. Right down the Appalachian (the White Trail) about a half hour from the journal are the Fitzgerald Falls. The area is very rocky, and the falls can be very strong. Did he hide it under rocks? Behind the water stream? Off to the side where the area is dry? I’m betting it was placed behind some rocks behind the water fall. And that the best time to search is when there has been no rain for a while.
I think that when this hiker gets out of prison, he will be walking back on the Appalachian Trail, headed towards the site of his hidden treasure. If it has been removed, he will know that someone found and enjoyed his gift. If it is still there, he can decide what to do with it at that time. Maybe sit down, roll a joint, and celebrate his new found freedom.
But I bet it won’t be there. I think other hikers read this journal entry sometime in 2016, turned around and headed back for the Falls to hunt.
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