Hello all. My first post is going to be a good one.
I have carefully read the document from my good friends at Baxter and they are spot on. In fact, they have many friends who carefully sift through blog posts, Facebook posts, trail journals.... for any sign of this kind of behavior. Trust me, they are dead serious on this. I know for a fact that they are ready to ban the AT from Baxter by 2019 if massive changes are not implemented. And they will not hesitate for one second. They have to put up from so much crap from massively self absorbed thru hikers each season. It's very grating and unless something is done, the grand mountain Katahdin will be denied for all future thru-hikers.
If someone would like to see some current and direct evidence in regards to the amount of disrespect they have to deal with during thru-hiker season, take a look at but one of the 2014 blogs I have discovered ( and passed onto Baxter ) where a thru-hiker shows absolutely no shame in his disrespect for Baxter State Park.
The thru-hiker is named Kyle Rhorig and he completed his thru-hike on 10 October 2014, during his 195th day on the trail. Kyle is a classic "partier" and is exactly who Baxter and the ATC are up against.
http://www.kylethecatalyst.com/author/kyle/
Part of the log kyle wrote about his summit:
" The sign that marked the summit of katahdin and the northern terminus of the Appalachian trail. The sign that marked the completion of a fantastic accomplishment and the end of a great journey. I walked up to the sign and placed just my index finger on it for about 2 seconds and dropped my hands back to my side. Done. The feeling I felt at that moment was the equivalent of the biggest collective sigh I’ve ever had in my life. My whole body just relaxed as I felt every fiber in it exhale as if I had been holding my breath for the last 195 days. It was a tremendous feeling. I felt tears swell up in my eyes uncontrollably, but I didn’t get the crazy “crying face contortions”. Just about half a dozen frozen tears squeezed out before my emotions turned to pure happiness as we all began congratulating and hugging each other. We all took our pictures with the sign and some group pictures. Katana even got her own solo picture with the sign. Being that it was freezing, and the wind was sustained probably close to 30mph, with gusts stronger than that every now and then, we decided to start heading back down. It was close to noon by this time, and many of the clouds that had shrouded the mountain were burning off. The view that was uncovered was the most fantastic I ever saw. So dramatic, colorful and powerful it was, I could think of nothing better to look at and be left with at the end of such an amazing adventure. I allowed katana to follow along with us as we made our way down to the tablelands. At this point, it was “mission accomplished”. I didn’t care what kind of trouble we got in now. Nothing could ruin today. I was ready to pay any fine they slapped me with. I was trailing behind with her when another guy heading to the top came by us. He wasn’t wearing a uniform, but all his matching gear gave him kind of an “official” look. He stopped next to katana and knelt down and said “this is a fine looking dog, may I ask if it’s a service dog?” “The jig is up” I thought to myself. I could have lied I suppose and told him she was a service dog, but being forthright just seemed like the right path at this stage. I had been caught fair and square in my game of cat and mouse. “No she is not” I replied. “Are you aware that it is against park policy for non service animals to be up here?” He answered. “Yes I am” I replied. He seemed a little surprised by my honest answers, and a little unsure of what to do. This led me to believe that he was probably not a ranger, but probably someone who worked closely with the park, or was friends with those who did. The last thing he said to me was “You know that you’re cheating the system by having a dog up here right?” I thought about that statement for a few seconds and then said…..”do you know why I came out here on this journey for 6 and a half months?” He didn’t say anything. “Because **** the system” I said, and continued my climb down. He didn’t say anything else to me. I’m positive he called down to alert officials though, as you will see in just a moment. Maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say to someone in that situation, but in my flurry of emotions, it just felt right. In a way, this whole journey kind of felt like you were sticking it to “the man”. Like “look at me! I can live in the woods, do what I want and be happy without having to deal with your stupid social norms, rules and expectations of being a productive drone to a depressed society!” This felt like the cherry on top to all of it. "
If you examine the wording carefully you will see EXACTLY the type of person Baxter State Park is talking about. And there are hundreds like him. Their primary purpose is to party and reach Katahdin. They are not interested in flip flops of any kind. They will have NO involvement in the Appalachian Trail after they have their selfish thru hike. In fact, they REVEL in breaking the laws and ignoring permits and rules - it adds to their sense of accomplishment.
The ATC and Baxter are facing some very, very, difficult choices in the very near future. Big change is coming, the only question is if these two parties can display the leadership needed to have positive effect with minimum onerous rules and regulations. I fear the worst. Benton and Myron must be rolling in their grave/urn right about now.
Thanks for the time it took to read this long post.