The meteorologist promised a clear pleasant morning, with storms moving in through the late afternoon. So we set out early, somewhat suspiciously eyeing the thick clouds overhead.
The meteorologist needs a window. I don’t care what the radar shows, this most definitely qualifies as rain.
I’ll accept pleasant though.
The trail is damp, and occasionally thickly muddy, but never impassible
The rain subsides to gentle drizzles and cool the muggy air.
The dense old-growth Virginia May trail is suggested for bird watching. There were none in sight today, but dozens sang and called from the thick tree tops as we walked.
The skies cleared as we left the trail
Hikers and picnicker drifted in
And the wildlife probably wished we all go
Rambling ... 