Huck the Southeast Day 3
Huck Day 3- Huck Southeast officially became a misnomer today as we left the southeast and traveled to West Virginia. After arriving at the campsite at 1:00 am last night, we got a luxurious five hours of sleep before waking up and getting back on the road. We were all incredibly tired and a little grumpy as we continued to drive north bound for hours on end. We eventually arrived in the paddling Mecca of the Mid Atlantic, Fayetteville, West Virginia. We got out to stretch our legs and then crammed ourselves back into the van… again. Everyone’s boredom rapidly changed to excitement when we arrived in the New River Gorge. We had a ton of fun in this river with massive amounts of water and huge standing waves. Thanks to the rain that the area had been getting, the river was a bit higher than the ones in North Carolina and Tennessee. By the time we got to the take out beneath the massive arch bridge, we were all exhausted. We were slowly hauling our way up the steep, winding road out of the gorge when suddenly our trailer tire popped. We were all a bit frustrated as we realized that we would have another late night. When we arrived at the campsite, we faced the challenge that we have had with every meal so far, digging through the coolers and trying to find things that go together. We lost our menu and now have dozens of random ingredients. Late that night, Ben Williams brought up Paul Raymond after he overcame a bad case of pneumonia. The whole group was thrilled to have the two join us. After quickly greeting them everyone went straight to bed, exhausted.
