After a night sleeping on what we 'think' was brewery land, we started off to find a convenience store breakfast. I say think because no one really explicitly told us where to camp. The breakfast turned out to be excellent except that Mike dropped half of a jam biscuit on his lap. Tisk Tisk.
As we arrived at the trailhead, we found Duke, Keeper, and Pedestrian. It turned out that the Dutch Haus had some trouble arranging a slack pack for them. I guess my trail intuition is getting better. Without slacking it would have been pretty difficult to make the brewery.
Instead of the 16 miles originally planned, Mike and I agreed to travel 18 or 20 to Waynesboro. There was to be an all you can eat Chinese place and a really nice donation based hostel. Both were true! The hostel was superb. We got a shower with a clean towel, a place to sleep with AC, and a free breakfast. All they asked for was a donation. Mike and I gave ten dollars each. The Chinese place had all you can eat sushi and a hibachi grill... don't need to say more.
I'm glad we stayed at the hostel because a lot of old friends showed up. We saw Willie, kerrie, float, SoHo, and lady forward. They apparently caught a ride in from twenty miles south of Mike and I. I hadn't seen any of these people in at least a week, some much longer. It was phenomenal seeing them again. We embraced like old friends. Mike even heard the raisin song. There's a long story behind that. Maybe I'll write out the story when I'm not typing my blog on my phone.
Off to Kroger to resupply and into shenandoah tomorrow.
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