This morning, I was the last to rise, an odd occurrence. We broke camp and rode with Miss Janet to a diner called Weasie's. Then, after a hearty breakfast, we all headed to the outfitter.
Uncle Buck and Stretch prepared their kayaks and left our company at the outfitter, as they were headed to aqua-blaze Shenandoah. It was difficult to see Stretch leaving the group; I've grown quite fond of her company. Less the two, Miss Janet drove the rest of us to the trailhead, where we began hiking.
As the day progressed, I fell behind Siren, Odie, and Jungle Jim. My ankle and arch were sore, and I didn't want to risk further injury. Roughly eight miles from the trailhead, I came upon a suitable campsite and stopped for the day.
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