Day 22 – March 29 2017- 0 miles – Bryson City
In the morning I woke up to change the position I was laying in. The sound woke Stoat up. He groggily wished me a happy birthday and went back to sleep.
That was not how I had envisioned celebrating my birthday on the trail.
I felt a little better later in the day. My fever had gone down significantly but I still had a bad cough. I even walked over to the subway to get some food.
Stoat however, was in the condition I was in few days before. He was absolutely miserable.