I’m awake, and warm, but it’s clear the fog has taken its toll on the bivy, and everything inside.
The quilt is noticeably wet, and it has the recognizable smell of wet duck feathers.
Hopefully the sun will come out today it can dry.
The trail winds through some creepy woods for a quite a while, without any indication of change, so I switch to the adjacent dirt road for a while, and then back.
There are some pretty nice views of the Appalachian country-side, but it’s mostly obstructed by trees, so I when I come to a cliff hang with an unobstructed view, it’s noticeable enough to stop.
Pulling out my cook kit for the first time on this trail, I boil some Mexican rice, and wrap it into a tortilla, and…
Goobers.
I forgot my cheese block at the POC.
So it’s a carbtastic meal, I guess.
I’m trying to intermittent fast and not have my first meal be a shot of sugar, so that I can drop the last 10 pounds of my weight loss goal, but today isn’t the day for that, I suppose.
The wind roars, but I’m ok in my down jacket.
The entire process takes about 45 minutes. That’s a lot of time lost for some hot rice. I’m not sure the cook kit it worth the time and weight.