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Day Twelve:
MD State
Hunting Lands. Last night
on the ridge. Should I be
camping here?
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The trail leaves Tuscarora Mountain and the PA State Game Lands just north of where the mountain peters out on
the Maryland border. It descends through fields that could be rural countryside anywhere and crosses the state
highway just south of a country church.
A quarter mile further and the road it is following plunges into a 20-foot-wide stream and out the other side.
Hey wait a moment: this is a public road. Where's the bridge? There's no way of getting out of this dry!
All of the rest of the trail to Hancock, MD, is road walk, of one kind or another. At least most of it is dirt
or gravel. After a mile or two on the hard asphalt, the trail climbs back to the ridge--is it the Blue Mountain
again? I'm not sure--which it follows into Indian Springs. At the crest of the ridge, a crudely painted sign
announces the PA-MD state line.
The narrow gravel road passes through Western Maryland Sportsmen's Club lands and then state hunting lands.
It's getting late in the afternoon, and suitable camping spots are only going to get harder to come by. I
climb away from the road and pitch my tent on an abandoned logging road.
The next morning is the meteor shower. But I'm a bit late waking up, and the mist is amazingly thick. Even by
late morning as I am descending into the valley for the last time, the fog is showing little sign of clearing
off.
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