From 314 to FR 97 the trail was not well mentained. Nelly had to choose weather to jump over the fallen trees or sneak under them.
The trees were amazing, but but the wildlife was quiet. We had to really pick up our pace if we were going to make it to 88 before dark.
Too late its Dark. Wish you were here Rich. Good thing the trail is well worn from FR 97 to the 88 store. The path in the moss looked like a trail through snow, and it illuminated in the pitch black sky.
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