End of the Smokies

Mile 231.2–Cosby Knob Shelter
Sunday, April 7

Last night in the Smokies! And… I’m in a shelter! And… okay, it’s torture. I HATE these things. I’m too introverted; I can’t even breathe. I hope nobody judges when I slip out at 5 AM!

Aside from that, the patter of the rain on the roof is soothing. Nice to be indoors for that reason!

Pretty day.