I got the duct tape and Band-Aids and decided I wasn’t letting a little pain get in my way. After putting duct tape over most of my right heel and the ball of my foot, plus a well-placed Band-Aid, I was as good as new.
I repacked my food bag with food that didn’t need cooking (since I still haven’t purchased a stove) and restocked Kodie’s pack. I got some clean dry socks and hopped in the car. I’d never been to Western Kentucky before and I was looking forward to the trip, even if it did require driving about 4 hours. Ugh.
I made it to the Golden Pond Welcome Center for information and then headed to the North Welcome Station for my backcountry pass and the trailhead. I did the Canal Loop trail, which is 14 miles that follows the perimeters of Lake Barkley and Kentucky Lake as well as the connecting canal.
I don’t think this trail is hiked much (it’s mostly used by mountain bikers) and I don’t think anyone ever backpacks on it. It is a bit short for that but a good starter for me. I asked if there were any established campsites on it and I was told there are a couple. She was right. I encountered the first one way up on a sandy cliff overlooking Lake Barkley that would have been freezing cold so I wasn’t interested.

In the morning I packed up and headed out. I took my time knowing that I had most of the day to hike a few short 6 or 7 miles.
Around lunchtime I noticed I was about out of water and the terrain was going down hill. I was hoping this would take me to a place near the lake so I could refill my H2O supply. Lo and behold, I found a completely nasty trashy campsite in a little cove on Kentucky Lake. It did, however, have a decent little shoreline where I refilled and ate lunch.

After lunch I set out and quickly passed the group of soldiers who were taking a quick break. After about a half-mile or so they weren’t too far behind me so I stopped to let them pass. There were about 6 of them. I gave them some distance so Kodie wouldn’t be on their heels.
After a while I heard voices behind me through switchbacks but I never really saw anyone so I kept going. Eventually, when I got to the junction near the North Welcome Station I passed one of the military guys, who asked me if I’d seen the rest of his men. I laughed and said, “Is that who is behind me?” He laughed and said ”Yeah! With daypacks!”
So I guess I totally out hiked a few straggler military men carrying only daypacks. I got quite a kick out of that. When I got up to the trail head the rest of the military group had arrived a few minutes earlier and also got a kick out of the fact that I beat their comrade, went a farther distance, and with a full pack.
So all in all I enjoyed my first solo trip and hope to return to LBL and hike some less busy areas. Oh yeah, and after a total of 35 miles in a few days I better understand the hiker mantra of “you stop, you die.” Once I got a good couple of miles under my belt at LBL my feet felt fine (God bless duct tape!) and I didn't notice my ankle until the last mile or so. But when I sat in the car for 4 hours and then got home…my ankle swelled up and was very sore. Luckily all I had to do after baths and Kodie’s post-hike-tick-pick was lounge around. I kept it elevated and by Sunday morning I was good to go!
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