Well I am at a library in Parisburg, VA. Lexi is outside relaxing on lush green grass. The library closes promtly at 5pm and it is 4:43... so this is going to be a short post.
Last time I posted we had just walked out of freezing cold wind and snow/rain... the day after the cold... 90 degrees and sunny. It is Spring, so I am naturally sneezing and drooling out of my face. While stopped at a little gas station eating cheesy chili fries and burgers washing it down with AW rootbeer, a young lady gives us a ride to the trailhead and invites us to her hostel, as forementioned in the title... Woodshole... well I almost walked past it in the heat, but my instinct redirected me back on the trail...again... and we arrived to a very nice and welcoming ranch/hostel where we have been working (physical labor) and staying for the past 5 days.
Plans suck... and we can't let hiking get in the way of our trail experience... so the respite was pretty spectacular...more to say about that soon... the time is now 4:50. Michael and Neville, the new caretakers of the hostel are amazing young folk and will be getting married on the ranch Aug 1... The dinners were fresh and tasty...breakfast filling and fresh... and we got a little sun on our backs shoveling dirt, moving fences and building stone paths... what a great spot on earth!
Thunderstorms in the air... we plan to walk out of town this evening full of Dairy Queen freezes, and continue walking for at least 5 more days... hopefully that is when this story can be picked up.
Humpty Dumpty is precariously perched on a bookshelf... hmmm... no one's future is certain, not even our fragile egg friends...
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Did Lexi enjoy the margaritas too?
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