Morning Miss

Early morning cross-state travel to the AT? No need for coffee while driving to keep you alert. A trailer wheel guard flying toward you on the highway accomplishes the same thing. Thankfully I was not following our big van too closely and it was a miss. The cause of the mishap was our trailer tire, which was quickly swapped out with the spare. And how many people does that job require?

One James to inflate the spare,

One Greg to apply the spare,

And one big crowd for the heavy looking on.

The incident was merely a bump in the road to our destination near Falls Village, Connecticut. By early afternoon we were on the trail,

and by early evening, with socks drying in trees, fellowship over supper, 

and devotions in the dark, we were settled in at Limestone Shelter. It would be a cold night of sleep to come.