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Apple
House Shelter, Tennessee - 381
miles down and 1,787 miles to go |
 Once
we started hiking together, the Vikings really took time out
to enjoy the scenery. We would spend hours at natural
wonders like this. |
 Cows
seem dirty when I'm clean, but when I'm hiking, they just seem
serene. They didn't get skitish about us the way a cow
would if I approached it now. I'm assuming it's the difference
in smell. |
 This
is Apple House Shelter. The Brits (Greylag and Optimist) are
seated in the entrance having a proper boiled egg out of their
boiled egg holders. Tall Grass Prarie looks on. Soon
we would begin an epic game of ducttapeball. |
 This
is when we found out Jones was only four feet tall. |
 I
love this photo of the trail. The southern mix of conifers
and rhododendron had a special feel to it that vanished as we moved
north. With spring came a multitude of competing broadleaf
trees with their individual smells, and the rhododendrons began
to disappear, to be replaced by birch in the north. |
