West Virginia
My wife opted for sandals...courtesy of Vagabond.
It's now July and we realize that it's getting late. Everyone we know is way ahead of us, and we need a plan. What do we do? Slackpack of course! We figure we can really tear it up without our packs so Icky and I drive home with my wife (who hiked for 5 days, but has to go back to work). We grab a quick meal at my place, jump in my blazer, and race back to Harpers Ferry. We get there around midnight and find Huma passed out drunk in the ATC parking lot. I drive my truck right up to his head and lean on the horn. About a minute later he wakes up and flips me off. Yeah, he's ready to hike some miles!