It took only three rides to get from Marietta to the mountain town of Blairsville. My first ride, Andrew, was kind enough to take me well out of the city as a favour, and take me for some Mexican chicken soup!
A prim couple leaving church took me a few exits down the highway, and then a father and son kindly drove me all the way to my new hosts' front door, despite it being a huge detour for them. Dwight spent the whole ride telling me about his childhood growing up in the mountains of North Carolina, which resembled the landscape we were winding through in north Georgia.
Much to my delight, I was welcomed in with a cup of tea! I was totally ecstatic to be in the mountains again, and desperate to get hiking. And so, despite the rain and dwindling daylight, I was driven to Neel Gap to stomp out a 6 mile section of the Appalachia Trail. By the time I'd finished I was totally soaked through, hair plastered to my face, boots squelching, but grinning from ear to ear.
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| The Appalachia Trail |
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