Miles Today - 18
Location - Mountaineer Falls Shelter
Date - May 10
The barn was a mine field if sleeping bodies in the morning. Apparently some people disagree with my definition of sleeping in being till 7.
In the morning I traipsed my way across a beautiful grassy ridge. Dark clouds gathered overhead, lending a feeling to the atmosphere akin to being unable to melee a Legion beast: foreboding (like, two people laughed at that obscure joke). Then again, I couldn't remember the last time the clouds had actually gone through with the threat.
A bit after reentering the forest the trees opened up on the right, giving me a nice view as I officially left North Carolina and entered Tennessee. It was comforting to know for sure where I was, and leave straddling the border behind.
I eventually spilled out onto a road, a small white church on the right. A tap was on the side, and hikers could fill up there. The moment I finished filling my bottles the skies opened up with a rending crack of thunder. I scurried under the back porch, and wearily put on my rain gear. The thunder continued, right over my head.
By the time my poncho was on, it had died down a little. I rejoined the trail and cruised for the last 5 miles. I arrived first of the day to the shelter, the rain having stopped some time ago.
Rose and I seem to have stumbled upon a large bubble where everyone knows everyone but us. Jay Weezie and crew had pushed on, and as darkness is falling we keep hearing people scream things like "ladies and gentlemen, the apocalypse has arrived!" Followed by a chorus of cheers.
Everyone seems to be angling to go to the Kincora hostel tomorrow. If today means anything though, I should be able to get there before anyone and snag some spots. The sky keeps threatening rain, but I'm beginning to believe I've been blessed with absurdly good weather luck, for whatever reason, so I'm not too worried. Onwards and upwards!
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