Smokey Shadows Lodge
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... floods and devastation. A lot has happened while we've been away but we have been proud of the way our state has rebounded and are moving forward.
We're excited to be getting home tomorrow. We’ve been very fortunate through all our travels and have enjoyed sharing our adventures with our friends and family. We’re glad I wrote the blog because it’s already hard to remember some of the names of places we’ve been!
... met back up with Tim, resting in his hammock. He packed it back up and we finished the hike back out. Along the way, we ran into some guys who had been looking for White Owl Falls. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the trail to take. We told them how to get to it, but they didn’t want to take the time to get that one. We talked to them along the hike out. Tim headed home and I went into Brevard to stay at the Hampton Inn for the ...
... was going to be before
we set out. 90 minutes later he came back shaking his head. He walked
through spider webs, past a dodgy trailer park, over fist sized rocks
which could twist an ankle and the Falls ended up to be a township
and maybe a small river area with no obvious waterfall and not a
beautiful place to stop and admire nature. Child whining averted! It
rained a lot all day so we spent time in the RV and activities area
... to physical ability.... needless to say the backpacking trip revealed to me that God's strength and healing power is great than I could possibly imagine. (Praise the Lord!!!)
Today starts my first camp session which has a group of kids from Florida that have Haitian roots! My main task for the week is that provide the games and activities for the week along with finding some cheap sleeping bags to buy for the camp in a few weeks.
Jamie Sullivan ...
... all her bravado was just her attempt to reassure herself that she really could do this.
“We saw a bear,” Mr. Mai Tai interjected during a nanosecond in which his wife took a breath.
“What???” Julie and I had been on the trail for seven days had hadn’t seen more than poop, prints, and a sign warning us of an aggressive individual of the genus Ursus.
“Yeah, you know that spot about a mile back where the tree fell ...