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Appalachian Trail Club bulletin

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  • Tents were pitched and by noon the camp was officially open. As soon as lunch was over an eager group of hikers, with Barty as leader and Wendell as rear guard, were on their way to Buzzards Rock. In spite of the perpendicular trails, no skyhooks were needed. There was much puffing and panting, however, before the top was finally gained. That lofty peak offered views of the South Fork of the Shenandoah River, Front Royal, Dickey Ridge, and in the distance the Blue Ridge and the Skyline Drive. Before making the grand descent of the brow of Buzzards Rock the hikers had an airview of the Fish Hatchery below, and nearby of their truck, which had come to carry them back to camp and a refreshing dip in the swimming pool at the Elizabeth Furnace Picnic Grounds. By the time the dip was over the air was developing a nip that made the exchange of sweaters and other woollies for wet bathing suits a real pleasure. The good woodsy smoke from the kitchen fire supplemented by the aromas of potatoes boiled in jackets and of Charlie's coffee, and —would you believe it—of Jack's pan-broiled steaks had us in a state of frenzy. With the first ding of the dinner bell we cueued up and soon began falling to. As the pangs of hunger finally subsided we resumed normal conversation. Apple pie and coffee completed this banquet. By eight o'clock the crackle of the campfire brought everyone huddling around, roasting first their faces and then their backs. Not to omit anything that might add to the pleasure of the trip, Wendell at this stage brought out his piano accordion. The repertory of songs included such old favorites as "You Can't Get to Heaven in Charlie's Car," "There's a Long, Long Nail A-Giinding," and the nursery rhymes that were constantly being "thrown out the window." A new verse added was: Mary had a little lamb Whose feet were black as soot, And into Mary's jar of jam His sooty foot he put. Sunday morning dawned more beautiful than Saturday. The 6:30 rising bell got the breakfast committee on its toes in the kitchen and the morning dippers into their bathing suits. The hotcakes and sausages at 7:30 were excellent fortification against the hike of the day. The 9V2-mile hike up Signal Knob on Three-Top Mountain called for filled canteens and an early start in order to meet the schedule of lunch at the Signal Tower. Twenty-five sturdy souls made this trek, which was much more on the level than the preceding day's jaunt up to Buzzards Rock. Nevertheless this hike led over hills, over dales, and over rough and rocky swales, all taking their tolls of the "dog's paws" and lending limp to the last long mile. The views over the countryside were well worth the effort of reaching the high spots. To the far west were the first of the Allegheny Ridges, and in the more immediate foreground to the north and west the village of Stiasburg in its snug valley. There were occasional glimpses of Passage Creek and almost constant views of the Blue Ridge. Sunday dinner was preceded with the usual invigorating dip and the usual tantalizing aromas from the kitchen. New corn and fried chicken were not wasted on these famished wayfarers. All fell to with gusto. The Sunday night campfire program included a contest on cutting and driving tent stakes. To the amazement of many of the amateur tenters, a tent stake properly driven slopes with the rope attached to it. on the principle that a wind wiggling the rope and stake has a force that may be represented by the circumference of a very small circle, whereas if the stake were driven at an angle to the tent ropes the force of the wind wiggling the rope and stake may be represented by the circumference of a large circle and consequently is large enough to loosen the stake quickly. The tent stake is loosened not by a straight
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