The day starts with a distinct and flavorful, six dudes in one hotel room, smell. I feel bad for the poor housekeeping staff that have to revive this room. The continental breakfast is more about quantity than quality, as i get older the less and less appealing this food is to me.
Mountain Mama and Godspeed told us yesterday that they would be headed back up to Newfound Gap and if we were at the NOC outpost at 9 they would be more than happy to give us a ride. Goal 1. It's a mile walk across a deserted Gatlinburg. a stark contrast to the drunken hustle and bustle of tourists last night. I alerted Dan to the ride offer and he too made the trek across town. As advertised the trail angels showed up and nine of us piled in and headed up the mountain.
Wrong Leg (in black,Center), Motor (red cap), Spaghetti, and Blink taking a rest on Charlies Bunion. |
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