I was making really good time and enjoying the track unti a thunder storm struck. Very scary and I thought the lightning had got a little close o me and the hairs on my arm stood up and I heard a squeak in my ear. I later found out another guy had had an even closer call. He actually saw the lightning strike in front of him. I hadn’ thought about how our walking poles would make good conductors but he dropped his and ran.
Along Brown Creek there were rock walls where a community of freed slaves used to farm.
Got to the shelter just on nightfall and camped by the stream nd discovered fire fly bugs. A few nights before one had got under the fly of my tent. I had chased the light with my finger and thought I was having a dream or someone had spiked my eater