July 2- Bryant Ridge Shelter to Thunderhill Shelter (mile 755.5 to 765.7)

It rained today.

A lot.

It flooded.

We got wet.

Very.

The trail was a creek.

Literally.

We had lots of fun complaining about it.

We reached a one mile side trail to a waterfall. We all thought, 'We can't get any more wet, what the heck!'

We were wrong.

We all fell down.

Will and I fell on the stupid wooden stairs that didn't have any traction on them. Rachel fell on a slippery rock, somehow getting even more wet and muddy than she was before!

We were supposed to see an FAA tower. Will saw it for a moment, turned around to see if Rachel and I were close behind and when he turned back, it was lost in the fog! Here's what we SHOULD have seen as one of our landmarks. (We did end up seeing it in the distance on July 6 while Mom was driving us back to the trail!)

You can see the trail cutting through the grass. Can you believe we couldn't see this!
 

Soon after this we came to a rock formation called, 'The Guillotine'. The trail goes underneath this boulder.

We hiked through ankle deep water to the shelter we thought we'd never get to. It was a 6-person shelter that housed 7 on the floor and 2 hanging from the rafters in their hammocks that night. We couldn't hang out our wet belongings to dry, just balled them up in a corner.