This morning my alarm shot and it was very noisy! I realized that I had accidentally left my alarm in the highest volume. In my dream, he took a minute of fighting before he could turn it off. However, it was too late and could listen to everyone in the shelter to move. The first instinct of my brain was to try to sleep, but I felt too guilty after waking everyone and moving too.
I packed my things and went to the picnic table to prepare my breakfast. My Mass attention call ended up being a happy accident, since nobody seemed to worry and was ready to go at 7:45. The early thing I’ve put on his way!
The path was soft and navigated, and I surprised a deer on the path quite early. The floor was flat and easy to walk and had a good time. The only obstacle was the large amount of peanut of horses along the way; Smokies are one of the only places in the AT where horses are allowed.
After it had only been an hour, I arrived at the detour for the next refuge, which was 3 miles inside. I was pleasantly surprised that I would have managed to maintain a fast rhythm for me. Cyborg was standing on the road just after the shelter, preparing for the day. I was so surprised that I had reached once again and said that my path of path should be «the small engine I could.» He was not so fanatic of this name, in addition to how obvious it was incredibly long. I’ve been working hard to get to this place, and I gradually did it, so my body could adapt without injuring. I do not think it is so remarkable that I have been able to maintain the rhythm and even be faster than the types that perhaps efforting them out too much and are now dealing with the consequences. The name Cyborg suggested implied that I should not have been able to follow the rhythm, and that is definitely not true! I am young and healthy and I have earned these paths of paths.
I continued before Cyborg, and I started a lot of small climbs to beautiful rocky tapas and excellent views. I started listening to music and I was getting a great impulse, when my ankle twisted and fell forward. Due to the slight descent, there was no way to get caught and I completely planted my face, fortunately in a grass patch. I fell hard enough for my nose to feel a bit sore, but I was grateful to have fallen into the grass since this land was super rocky. I got some cuts and I knew that I would have some bruises, but I could get up and felt good, just a little shaken. I continued, walking slowly until I got to a good place to sit.

I really enjoyed morning views.
I wet some toilet paper and clean the blood of my legs. The cuts were small and mostly had stopped bleeding. I applied a hand disinfectant since I didn’t want to look in my package my antibiotic ointment, and then ate a snack and drank some water.

More cuts and scratches not in the photo
The path continued downhill and was very rocky and root. I reduced my rhythm significantly, still staggering my fall, but only a few minutes later put my foot under a root and flew again. Fortunately, this time I could break my fall with my arms and I prevented my face from hitting the ground, but I was covered with earth and even more mistreated.
I reduced my rhythm even more when the path was filled with loose and slippery rocks. I would prefer to be slow and not hurt to be fast and hurt me seriously. About 15 minutes later, I found Ridgerunner Collin going south. She was really sweet and I was encouraging. She told me to take it easy after my fall, but to tell me that my legs and feet are strong like a mantra.
After chatting for a few minutes, he continued, but not before warning me about the unpleasant descent. At first there were some small more uploads and I thought I could have mixed it, but indeed the descent was waiting for me and it was really unpleasant. It was extremely steep and rocky, with some stairs of rock and wood in the mixture. When you were not going up from Boulder to Boulder, the path was covered with loose medium -sized rocks that would move under their feet.

This tree looked like an elephant and the trunk for me.
Finally, the descent was equalized and I arrived at the Refugio of the Derrick knob for lunch at 1 PM. I took the steep lateral path to obtain water, where Bearbait, Underdog and Barefoot were finishing. Once the water was leaked, I ate a packet of tuna and some cheezits for lunch and prepared to start. I gave him barefoot one of the gommies he had been carrying, trying to commit them since he had not been wanting them. I was surprised that all the rubber was taken at that moment, since there were so many miles in the day.
He was ready to go to 2, but the boys were waiting for Cyborg. We asked ourselves if he had met the Ridgerunner and was arrested for not having a permission. Yesterday, Barefoot was able to turn him around that the Ridgerunner was heading towards him, and Cyborg hid for a trunk near the path and ended up falling asleep in the trunk. Bearbait had gone well for him without realizing it!
Just when I was leaving, Cyborg appeared on how Ridgerunner had angered him and fined him with the $ 1500. Honestly sounded a little credible knowing him, and it took a second to realize that he was joking. Ridgerunner wrote a permit and eliminated all his contact information since he did not have the cash to pay it. I really did not understand why I wanted to try to overcome the smakies without a permission, but said it was bad with technology and did not know how to get one online.

I love these lush green sections of path
I moved quickly leaving the shelter, feeling well and the path cooperated with easy -to -navigate land. I had to get out of the way to dig a Cathole, which took extra time. When I returned to the road, I began to discuss whether I had to call it the next refuge or continue with 1.7 additional miles until the next. I had configured the Calvo refuge of Silers as my goal and the double spring shelter as my stretch, depending on how the day was.

Any assumption about which animal these impressions belong to?
The last miles until the first refuge were uphill, and I felt super hungry and tired. The climb seemed that it would never end and moved me slower than all day. When I arrived at the shelter, I had come to peace with the idea of stopping here for the day, although it would only be another 1.7 for the next.
When I arrived at the shelter, Underdog was there and told him that I planned to stop there. Planned to continue. I ate a snack and realized that this shelter had no service, but the next one was supposed to have some. Underdog gave me some extra water, so I didn’t have to go on the side path to the water source, what I appreciated. After my snack and water I felt much better and I thought I could move on after all. My motivating factors were cell service and a private.
Underdog and I left together and made a last section uphill. I struggled to keep it up with him on the slope, but I reached the descents. The path rose and went down several times. In the last descent, I fell trying to reach Underdog, but it was only knees. There was a last little climb that knew it would be short, and then we reached the shelter. We did it in 40 minutes, which did very well.

Trying to remember taking photos with my face in them!
There were many hikers there, including some through hikers who had not yet known, and a lot of weekend hikers. One of the weekends had traveled in 2018 and had many tips and was great to talk. He told us that we had finished the most difficult part of the Smokies and that we could probably make a day of 20 miles if we could have maintained more than 15 miles the first two days. I was definitely not ready to try that yet!
There was also a 19 -year -old boy who was doing a Shakedown for his 2026 through. It had a base weight of 7 amazing pounds, which seemed so difficult to believe! He had been investigating for more than a year and felt he was really locked up. I don’t think he has managed to have so much time to plan; Having three months to prepare was the maximum that I could handle without stressing. I would like to have achieved its lighter package to see the collapse, and I wonder if you will have to add weight once you start. Most people rework their team and try to lose the weight of the backpack, but I found a 14 lb ISH base weight that needed to take small probabilities and extremes that I had forgotten instead of getting rid of anything. And this weight of the children’s base was half of mine, and he also had a framed package!
Another character with whom I passed was a Marine named Hunter Out for a two -day excursion. He is currently in a contract with the Marines and supports all my ignorant questions about how it works there. More people kept rolling, and finally there was no space in the shelter. Underdog found a good place for two tents and settled and I had to go looking for water in the dark. It was quite late (also known as about 10) once I was ready for bed and went to sleep shortly after.
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