When I woke up this morning, I was much disoriented. It took me a couple seconds to figure out what direction I was facing. After I was oriented, I packed up as quietly as possible, nobody else was awake in the shelter. It was only 2.8 miles into the town, where I planned on doing laundry and buying food. Once I got to the road crossing, I stuck out my thumb and hitched a ride into Manchester Central, Vermont. It only took a few minutes before someone gave me a ride.
Once I got to town, I went to the laundry mat and started my clothes, it was a fancy one. The machines took credit cards. While I was waiting, I gave my dad a call. We talked about my ankle/lower shin area. I thought that I had only bruised it, but the pain had gotten worse and was sore in multiple areas. Hard to explain. We were both very worried about it, as it seemed like the kind of injury that could take you off the trail. My dad recommended I get a bucket and some ice, and ice it, until we could find a place to get it checked out. So after the laundry was done, I walked over to hardware store and bought a bucket, then I went to the gas station for a bag of ice.
I set myself up at a little park and sat there for a good hour or so, icing on and off. My Dad called me and told me about a minor emergency clinic that was open on Sundays, and gave me the address. So I called a cab and headed to the doctor. The cab driver was not having the greatest day, rather grumpy, and sounded like he had not gotten much sleep for the past 48 hours.
After getting checked in, which is a little more complicated when you are under 18 and don't have a parent with you. A phone call later, and I was in an exam room. The doctor was very good. He understood what I was trying to do and he tailored his recommendations to fit my circumstances. Turns out I have tendonitis, but I can keep hiking. I just have to slow down a bit, soak my food in streams when I get the chance, and take Aleve twice a day. I felt much better after I had left, knowing I could continue my expedition and not have to go home early.
While I had been in the clinic, my dad found a bed and breakfast (without the breakfast) that would pick me up from the doctors. Frank picked me up and took me to the B&B. After showering, I walked to the Mountain Goat Outfitters, where I bought a Sawyer Squeeze water filter. Next stop was the Price Chopper, to buy 3 1/2 days of food. I carried everything back the way I came, and stopped for an early dinner at a burrito place called Cilantro.
Once I got back to the B&B, I rested for a while, then unpacked my food to repack my bag. When I had all my stuff spread out all over the room, Mr. Sutton came in and asked if I would mind sharing my room with someone else. So I got a roommate for the evening. His trail name is Gecko (all most all of his gear is green). He did not stay in the room long as he had to do laundry and buy food as well. He got back around 8:30 pm, around the time I was getting ready to go to bed.
Spruce Peak Shelter to Sutton's Place
Location: Latitude: 43.17921, Longitude: -73.05646