So the other night when we rolled into the cheese factory (which is just a big open space that used to be a dairy farm), it was about 7:30pm and just getting dark.. and we made the final push in to where we had originally planned to camp.
What we saw before us was a large green tarp, a table, a big roaring fire, and some of the nicest people you'll ever meet.
Slick-B and Holly Trout carried Tables and firewood, and drinks, and 3 coolers worth of food up to that site to give everyone some trail magic.
We actually ended up taking a 0 day the 2nd day we were there because we were having so much fun. We even ran their stand for them while they went into town to grab some more supplies. They brought us back ice cream pops for our trouble.
The first night we stayed we had some of the best hamburgers ever made (being in the middle of the woods and eating freeze dried food prolly doesn't help).
We had eggs, and pancakes for breakfast the next morning, and barbacue chicken for lunch. Hamburgers again for dinner, and eggs, pancakes, and sausage the morning of our departure.
Our hosts played guitar and banjo, and have started a band known as "thrugrass" (you can look them up on trailjournals.com.) and they seranaded us to sleep, as well as followed us half way up the mountain playing music when we finally left.
I'm going to try and get some pictures posted soon, but unfortunatly this hotel doesn't have a way for me to do that.
What we saw before us was a large green tarp, a table, a big roaring fire, and some of the nicest people you'll ever meet.
Slick-B and Holly Trout carried Tables and firewood, and drinks, and 3 coolers worth of food up to that site to give everyone some trail magic.
We actually ended up taking a 0 day the 2nd day we were there because we were having so much fun. We even ran their stand for them while they went into town to grab some more supplies. They brought us back ice cream pops for our trouble.
The first night we stayed we had some of the best hamburgers ever made (being in the middle of the woods and eating freeze dried food prolly doesn't help).
We had eggs, and pancakes for breakfast the next morning, and barbacue chicken for lunch. Hamburgers again for dinner, and eggs, pancakes, and sausage the morning of our departure.
Our hosts played guitar and banjo, and have started a band known as "thrugrass" (you can look them up on trailjournals.com.) and they seranaded us to sleep, as well as followed us half way up the mountain playing music when we finally left.
I'm going to try and get some pictures posted soon, but unfortunatly this hotel doesn't have a way for me to do that.
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