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... about 3 AM and I am at the hotel for the night.
It is time for me to try and go to bed now!
Thanks to everyone that has helped me go on this trip! It has been such a great month.
Also, thanks to everyone that has read my blog! I'm glad that I could share my experiences with you all. I can't wait to get home and to New Jersey so that I can see everyone!
See you all soon!
31 May 2014
Waking up the next morning in a log cabin deep in the Virginia forest on the slopes of the Old Rag Mountains which is part of the Blue Ridge Mountains, what a privilege to have a friend like Loretta.
It all started in the late 90's when we arrived with our sailboat in Port Kinsale Marina. It was a Sunday and there was a Grand Prix on, fanatic as I am about F1, I asked ...
... spirits :)! So glad she is feeling better. At Full Hardt Knob Shelter we found Indy half asleep. After eating lunch, gathering water out of a gutter collection well (photo below of the system.), and talking to Indy for a good bit - we all hiked on. Indy had left the shelter a little before us, and when we caught up to him he was catching crawfish to add to his dinner tonight! He is one awesome hiker! With about 1 mile left, before reaching the next shelter ...
... sleeping individuals. I'll find out eventually if I woke up in time to stop the picture, or if I woke up after the deed was done. When we did finally get to Richmond we had a fun time of getting our bags checked.
I've never seen such a deserted, large airport.
Richmond is very nice, but it felt like it was the employees, and us. Later it seemed a bit less of a ghost town, but it was strange being in the check-in area with ...
... through the branches of a million trees, by breathtaking views of the valleys and farmlands stretching endlessly into the distance, finally swallowed up by far-off haze and the curve of the earth. At one point I noticed myself getting rather irritated following a very slow car. I decided to pull in to the next viewpoint, get out my guitar, and sit on the edge playing sonnets to the valleys below. A family of four showed up a few ...