One factor on the trail is time. It is quite easy to loose track of the day of the week or the date. Guess it does not really matter as you eat when you stop walking, go to bed when it is dark and wake up when it is light. Simple.
I was going to camp at the Meadow, mile 319.1. Since there was no water available I loaded up at the last water stop mile 315. By the time I got to the Meadow the wind was howling. Although mild temps prevailed, one had the sense that things were going to change. I went past the Meadow with the idea that I would stop at the next likely looking spot. As it was about an hour before dark I opted to bushwhack up an unmarked trail to find a place out of the wind to pitch the tent. Found one 50 yards off the AT and settled on for the night.
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