Sarge is still ticking
The morning began by meeting Sarge at 0730 for a shuttle ride back to Indian Grave Gap. From the lowlands with no snow we found ourselves in frozen tundra. It was cold with frozen ground and snow. I wondered why I was here. I dreaded taking the first step.
The AT at Indian Grave Gap
We were back in Winter and with that there was a collective groan from all hikers. We had left the Smokies hoping that it was now behind us. We were not that lucky.