Still in Asheville. Horrible storms/downpour, black as night. As Shakespeare said of his mistress: “As dark as hell, as black as night.” No rooms left in Asheville (beer festival). No nearby campgrounds. Hmm. There’s one on Raccoon Mountain (sic) in Chattanooga, 220 miles away. So. it possible to live in a 24-hour Waffle House? On 300 cups of coffee? Watch this space. (And fear not. Your heroes will overcome this. Silence only means no wi-fi…)
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