When we awoke, Sweet Cheek's face was rather swollen, apparently from a bee sting that she'd suffered. I gave her an antihistamine tablet and tried to allay her fears, but she was convinced that she was dying. Well...maybe it wasn't that serious (or rather that's what she says now).
Sweet Cheeks and I began our day, bound for Pine Grove to meet up with Zagat and Books. Shortly after breaking camp, we came upon Shark, who walked with us to the trailhead after the Route 81 underpass. Waiting at the trailhead was Shark's wife, Thimble. The two were caretakers of the 501 Shelter, and they asked us if we'd like to slack-pack in exchange for doing some trail maintenance.
Sweet Cheeks and I agreed to the proposition and started down the trail, less our packs and a pair of shears in my hand. The ten-mile stretch actually took us quite a while to hike, longer than it would have with full packs; the trail maintenance was extensive. There was one section in particular that was almost impassable, overgrown with all manner of thorned bushes. We did our best to clear the path and finally arrived at the 501 Shelter.
We collected our packs, and Shark gave us a lift into Pine Grove. Then, after devouring some Arby's, we made our way to the Comfort Inn to meet Zagat and Books. Zagat introduced us to Tammy and Dan, his mother and his mother's fiance, who were visiting. We ordered pizza and caroused in the hotel's lobby, before retiring for the evening.
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