This next section of the trail is pretty sketchy, as it involves a road walk with a fair amount of garbage on the side.
I’m coming onto Georgia soon, and for sure, my impression of Georgia isn’t getting better.
After the road walk, I climb a little, and there’s a shelter…accessible by truck.
Accessible by truck always means the same thing. Garbage, graffiti, and beer cans strewn about.
Humans are the worst.
The interesting thing about this section is that it’s apparently some sort of off-road track. Up and down the hills, some of it is trail, and some of it is wide roads with lots of ditches.
Not for trucks, but certainly 4 wheeled vehicles.
Soon enough, I get past that part, and get onto the mountain trails.
And at this point, I’m running most of the time.
Or jogging, to be more accurate.
Sometimes running, if the terrain allows it.
I’m really quite happy with how my body has adapted, as I’m literally running up and down mountains right now.
There are two I gave to climb before I get to the next town. I wonder if I can make it there tonight.
I would have to go 31 miles total - and it’s not flat…at all. It would be my biggest day yet, and the toughest.
I would also have to run most of the way.
I think I can do it.