It’s a busy place here at the Appalachian Trail Lodge in Millinocket, Maine. I get one day off a week. If I’m lucky. There are a lot of 12+ hour days. I work in the gear shop, scrub toilets, drive shuttles, clean & sweep, answer the same 6 questions on the phone and do a pile of laundry each day the size of Mt Katahdin.
Here are a few fleeting observations:
Hikers have forgotten how to flush. Seriously. And I can’t decided if they need to eat more fiber or less, but the toilet need plunging once or twice a week.
Hikers have a very distinctive smell. It’s part body funk with ground in dirt, a heaping helping of sweaty socks, and a a hint of rotten egg. Delicious! We ask them to leave their backpacks on the porch and wash themselves and their clothes as soon as reasonable.