I left Joe’s place around 6:00 or so in the morning. The drive there felt incredibly long despite it only being 6 hours or so. I think the subway train, the new jersey train on top of the drive is what did it. I was also pretty emotionally and physically exhausted after a lot of goodbyes and frantic packing the past few days.
I was pretty excited to be in the mountains, though wasn’t quite ready to be alone just yet. None the less I enjoyed the views and took some really nice photos along the way only to realize I didn’t have an SD card in my camera.. I’m still getting used to the new camera I guess.
By the time I arrived to the Loft Mountain Campground in Shenandoah National Park it was around 16:00 and my truck was a disorganized disaster. Having been away from it for a few days, along with storing both my bike rack and the bike itself in the bed meant that it needed a full clean out. However, being the afternoon in the mountains meant that a storm was brewing but luckily it didn’t last long and I was able to sort it out enough to at least grab my tent and some food. My site wasn’t a pull through which I prefer for traveling but the trail was only a few feet away. I pitched my tent and brought up the essentials, made dinner, and edited nyc photos with the last bit of my computer’s battery.
Being so drained I wasn’t sure what the following day was going to bring so I just left it up to my body in the morning. I wound up going to sleep at 7:00.