- VA 624 (704.9) to VA 311 (710.8)
- 1572 feet rise, 1737 feet
We plan to bite the bullet and simply go, rain or without rain. Unfortunately, rain is not the only consideration. The triple crown of Virginia has many exposed rocks that are very slippery in the rain.
Falling in rocks has risks at any age. Being older and with potentially more fragile bones, we needed to pay attention to the advice of the knowledgeable premises.
Another slack
Our transport driver confirmed the heavy rain forecast for the next two days. It was predicted that temperatures were in the perfect hypothermia climate.
Today’s walk was not too worrying, but tomorrow we would face exposed rock cliffs and additional 1-2 inches along with thunderstorms. We judged that there were not enough dry socks to safely take us the next few days.
We enroll for two nights in Huckelberry Hostel with Slackpackong for today.
A humid 6 miles
We launched our walk where we leave it. The rain was constant. Before we started, we got into a couple of power bars and broke the umbrella.
The walk between VA 624 and VA 785 was an easy 2.3 miles up and down. The UP was composed of simple curves followed by a relatively straight downhill through a cow grass. The cows found us completely little interesting.
After crossing the road, we ate a lunch with bread, tomatoes and peppers. Fortified, we go to the second segment of the walk of our day.
Slippery bridge
At the end of the pastures, we cross a bridge with three steps. Somehow I missed the third step and lowered the stairs.
I came to rest hanging on a large mud puddle. It really hurts. I wasn’t sure if I had damaged something, so I had a few moments there.
I decided that the worst result would be if I roll to the puddle. The historian hovered in case pending on me, offering help.
I rejected his kindness, completely focused on keeping my butt out of the mud puddle between my legs.
Finally I got enough composure to accept your help to take my backpack. I pushed to be parallel to the stairs, and to the mud puddle, to a sitting position.
I was able to push my butt for two steps and escape from the puddle. It was not too hard and walking seemed to be my next option.
Sawtooth Ridge
The next three miles went up and down and went down an irregular crest.
The traffic of the path had organized the rocks on the stairs. Few of them bowed, so we made good progress.
Transfer
While I managed to keep my butt off the mud, the rest of me loaded more badly. As Pigpen of Charles Schultz Peanuts characterI left a dirt path in my path.
I was worried about the ferry. We had come to know the driver in recent days. I didn’t want to spoil anyone’s car. He was so kind, he really didn’t want to spoil his car.
While we waited for our trip, I changed my muddy shirt and put on my dry swollen. We try to brush the mud of my pants with little success.
When our transport driver appeared, I apologized for my muddy state. I said I would use my SIT pad.
With the ironic smile of a friend, he laughed and said it would be fine. He had his back prepared for dogs. I still used my SIT pad.
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