Judd and Kelcy made the 11.8 miles out and when I texted Kelcy to see if I should plan on them for dinner, he texted back: "Dad offered hippies a ride so won't be home for 2.5 hours." Braids and White Cap from Newcastle, ME, two NOBO through-hikers, received a shuttle to their hotel. Kelcy and Judd got home limping, moaning and smelly. They had requested that I phone in an order to Riverside BBQ Grill, which they picked up as they drove through Augusta. They arrived home with pounds of ribs, pulled pork and crab cakes. On the trail, Kelcy had described a dish to Judd and they pined for it while munching on cold tortillas, with cold tunafish and cold pre-cooked chicken bacon. The following day, Kelcy brings the fantasy to life: He did his own sausage and Panko shopping, soft-steamed some eggs, and did the deep fat frying to perfection. Scotch Eggs, with molten yolk centers, plated on a bed of arugula, as seen on FB. It was a feast for Thrag-Tar the Berzerker, the "blood thirster."... (Kelcy's made up AT trail name.)
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