A few rough days ends with me going into Franklin, against plan, tomorrow. My feet aren’t any better, I fell on my face today, a mouse got in my bear bag last night after a 16 mile day. ( and ruined ALL my food ) I kept reminding myself, I can’t quit on a bad day. And today was by far the worst day.
What helped get me through? A phone call, a gorgeous view from a firetower and a pop tart. Yup, it really is the little things, folks.
Franklin, NC : here I come!