Today was much better, made it something like 27.5 miles, which I believe is my highest mileage day yet. Spending the night at a really cool hostel, might do some slackpacking tomorrow.
But the real reason I’m writing is to say that, after three days of walking with sopping wet boots, my socks smell EXACTLY like fine aged Gorgonzola. No exaggeration.
Onwards, Harper’s Ferry in a few days.