The hike kicked our butts on the
way back up but we had fun meeting hikers along the AT and taking breaks at the
overlooks. Once again, a good meal was
in order and I put out a full-on BBQ dinner with fresh baked key lime pie. We deserved it, right?! After a game or two, Rob and I hiked yet
again to the amphitheater for the campfire ranger program this time on water
preservation. Well prepared and
presented, we’ve always enjoyed these presentations.
The following morning we packed
lunches for the day’s hike, not trusting any more what we’d actually encounter
vs what we anticipated! We headed out
early on the “Story of the Forest” trail leading to the Dark Hollow Falls. Story of the Forest didn’t have any story to
tell and was basically a path through the woods. Dark Hollow Falls was stated to be a
challenge but was a park favorite and was well manicured so was much easier
than the rock scramble to yesterday’s Lewis Falls.
I took a spill on the trail and
added some battle scars to my leg – some road rash, an impact bruise and
swelling – but was thankful not to have done any apparent deeper harm. Jack and Marcia had had enough and started
back on their return while Rob and I continued on for a 4 mile addition to Rose
River Falls and a loop back. Hiking down
almost the entire way, we knew we’d be in for quite the return! The Dark Hollow Falls were really quite
lovely and we really enjoyed the hike to Rose River but the falls disappointed
and we began the long trail UP!
With near 7 miles and several
thousand feet of elevation gain logged in for the day we made it back happy and
exhausted. We cleaned up and rested
before being treated to a night out at the camp lodge. The park and lodge are celebrating 80 years
of history and the staff were dressed in 1930’s barroom attire. Our waitress, Debby, has worked at the lodge
for 41 years (!) and was not short on personality!
Dinner was shockingly plentiful
although the service was shockingly NOT!
Jack’s order of ribs came with a FULL RACK covering his plate with sides
piled below and Marcia’s turkey dinner had enough turkey for three! Our waiter, Mike, was a scary sort with the
absolute worst service I’ve ever witnessed!
In the end, he made for another story to be told and we called it
another good story to be told!
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