The morning began with a bit of pessimism… my feet still blistered and sore, and Bear Bell’s hips hurting from…
Last night was a pretty restless sleep. There was something, I’m pretty sure it was a couple of deer, rustling…
We awoke this morning to the sound of a light rain on the aluminum roof of the Woods Hole Hostel.…
The morning started off foggy, but almost immediately warm and humid. As the fog burned off, the day just got…
Today felt long, and difficult. We did 20 miles to get to Jenkins Shelter, and it was a tough section…