Last night in the national park campground was awful with the drunks from a nearby tent yelling and laughing until the early hours. It was so bad I wrote a formal complaint and stuck it under the office door, thinking that might help the other families who are having another night there.
The trail took us through the forest to Skyland Resort so we had lunch in the restaurant. It is a special treat being able to eat your way through the Shenandoah National Park. Pity the lunch was fairly crappy, and a guy at the table next to us kept trying to harass us.
We reached Byrds Nest Hut and found a message for us in the logbook from Doc to say that Shakin had been diagnosed with diverticulitis, and he was trying to contact us. This meant that Doc was only half a day ahead of us, and we wondered if we could catch him. There was a faster walker - Sandbagger - so we gave him a message to pass on to Doc. Little did we know that Sandbagger walks fast, but also parties fast, and leaves the trail for a few days here and there, so in fact we kept meeting up with him over the next few months, as he partied and we kept walking, and then he would pass us. And stop to party..... and the cycle continued.
We felt good hiking today so kept on going to Pass Mountain Hut to camp. It was full of boring retired white males, all trying to outdo each other with their stories. The most interesting thing to help us remember this place was a turtoise trying to dig a hole next to the fire pit.
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