Hey again!
It's your favorite AT hiker. Tonight I'm spending the night in Franklin, NC after a partial zero day. Didn't do too much hiking today; only managed six miles before got into town. Had to resupply and get some real food before more untamed wilderness.
Enough of the boring details... let's talk about something a little crazy. So, as Alissa pointed out, I did stay at the plumorchard shelter the other night (74.1). Around about the time I found myself in Georgia, a strange notion hit my brain - could I make it to 100 today? Could I seriously hike a marathon after starting up at a leisurely 845? Like I said, crazy. I did it... made it to Albert mountain at 1930. There was a fire tower with an indescribably beautiful view during the failing light and at night. Along the way saw some of the neatest things to date including views from standing Indian mountain and some crazy streams flowing in the trail for sometimes 50 feet.
After a cold and windy night at the base of the fire tower and nursing sore legs of course, wound up in Franklin by the generosity of a previous thru called Socks.
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