Other than the Shenandoah area, NOBOs tend to rave about the Grayson Highlands. Today was the day we'd finally enter them. It's also the day we leave them. I was expecting a few days, but it turns out the trail only does a few miles there.
It was fun to see wild ponies, but I don't think the late autumn is the best time to be here. I was underwhelmed.
Blueberry Crisp has been very excited to shelter at Thomas Knob, because it's at over 5,000'. I'm less thrilled because a) it's sheltering, and b) it's cold at 5,000'. Blueberry Crisp is even more excited that it might snow tomorrow (rain and cold is forecast, but at this elevation...). Flatlander is less excited.
It was a nice day of walking, and we saw Cinderella and Waterboy several times which always makes me happy. And we got Flatlander to admit Dec 3 might be an OK finish date, so basically she's given up resisting. I think it's because she's afraid of the weather in the Smokey Mountains, and figures her best chance at survival is to stick with the Canadians.
Start: nonexistent campsite
End: Thomas Knob
Distance: 21.1 miles
ETA: Nov 30 - Dec 3
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