Little Laurel Shelter

• Day:  25
• Start:  273.5
• End:  293.0
• Miles:  19.5
• Hours:  9
• High temp:  70
• Low temp:  58
• People met:  4

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Looking back to town as I leave

 

I have a nice bridge to cross this river 

The trail runs parallel to the French Broad River for a while. The power of the river straining at her banks makes for a loud walk. 

 

 

Yesterday's rain has swollen the river

Up I go as the trail takes me into the forest. I come upon Red Goat and his friend, we chat a bit then I pass after wishing them a great hike. 

Goodbye Hot Springs 

 Soon I'm deep in the forest enjoying the sweet sounds of the morning birds, the russeling of  the leaves as I walk and if course the gentle, encouraging creak of my pack.  Early today the forest scents awaken. At first I smell an earthy mixture of leaves, water and foliage, this is followed by the scent of phlox. I notice some flowers starting to bloom.  The roddies, however refuse to bloom. 

 

First one like this 

 

These are all singular and just starting 

I come into a small bald area that was used for tobbaco.  The land has been reclaimed and is now a turkey and grouse habitat.

 

Where are the turkeys then?

 

The trail shared this road through turkey town

A small pond with muddy water appears.  I consider staying awhile but decided to hike on. 

 

I watched as I rounded for water creatures, none 

The last ascent for the day is in front of me,  4.5 miles to the Little Laurel Shelter.  I think I'll stay there if there is room. This will give me almost a 20 mile day

I rest at a road crossing and chat with Sprinkles as he prepares for his assent. A trail angel has left a cooler with ice cold root beer and coke. I am tempted as the beverages are ice cold, the high fructose corn syrup scares me away and I end up drinking my water. The ascent goes nicely and I find a almost empty shelter. Just a couple here Galaxy and Gabe.. I arrive at 1600 hrs. So there plenty of time to take care of chores. Ahhhh, boots off and flip flops on.