After a restful night, I made it to greasy creek gap (366.3) today. Got up early with the best of intentions, but a thunderstorm beat me out of my sleeping bag. Best or most interesting thing today was walking through a very foggy and very dense spruce forrest atop Unaka Mountain.
Rain persists, but learning new stuff everyday. Today I learned that thunder in the mountains sounds like a baking pan being violently shaken in the wind. I also learned what hail sounds like on top of my head (no damage - just shaved ice sized pieces). Due to the rain, my shoes are starting to smell like a dirty dog that rolled in awful. Foot powder maybe? I would like to make it clear it is the rain that is making my shoes smell, not my feet :)
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