George Steffanos<p>🧵1/3<br>August 11, 1983, 42 years ago today: The first mile of the day’s hike was on a forest path. Swarms of biting deer flies harassed me relentlessly during that stretch. It was a relief to come out on the beginning of a three-mile roadwalk and leave the little bastards behind me, but the escape was only temporary.</p><p><a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/backpacking" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>backpacking</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/hiking" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>hiking</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/outdoors" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>outdoors</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/landscapephotography" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>landscapephotography</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/NewYork" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>NewYork</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/nature" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>nature</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/mountains" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>mountains</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/forest" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>forest</span></a> <a href="https://mstdn.social/tags/AppalachianTrail" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>AppalachianTrail</span></a></p>