This morning we were shuttled back to the trail along with a number of other hikers who had stayed in Hiawassee. The weather was sunny, calm and cool. We were in good spirits and hiked quickly, covering the last few miles of trail in Georgia by lunch time. So, we have crossed our first state line and entered North Carolina. The line is marked with a simple wooden sign and a pipe stuck in a tree, the purpose of which is unclear.
We pressed on to finish the remaining miles to camp, but slower than the morning’s pace. Anne has incredible stamina and seems undiminished by the exertion. I’m not yet in the same shape, and my muscles and joints are complaining after our first week of hiking. Willett had a full pack of kibble and was still running ahead and discovering the smells of wild things.