April 10 2015
Mother Earth and Kevin brought trail magic to Fontana Dam. We were a mess. They unpacked their car and drove the tramily to town for a resupply while I stuffed myself full of donuts and kale. I packed my bag for the Great Smoky Mountains. The ground was white, as if snow covered, with a blanket of flowers. Sam and I moved quickly as we climbed higher and higher towards the tallest point on trail. We packed into Russell Field shelter that night and listened to the mice dance their springtime dance.