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| Maggie fords Jeremy's Run, about a mile or so into the hike
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| Holly's is not so sure
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| Maybe crossing at the log will be easier
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| OK, now what?
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| Just do it, you wimp! :) (says he whose socks are wet)
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| After conquering the raging Jeremy's Rapid, "OK, I feel stupid"
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| The jacket comes off... a short climb of 1000 feet to the crest of the ridge along Knob Mountain will warm you up!
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| Maggie says, No Problem
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| This is the remnants of the rock boundary that mark the crest of the ridge. Time to turn left.
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| Continuing down the Knob Mountain Trail
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| Can you see?
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| How 'bout now?
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| OK, how about now? I'm surprised this doe let us so close, we didn't see a single person for a couple of hours along this backcountry trail.
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| A fuzzy caterpillar Holly somehow spotted along a service road leading to Matthew's Arm Campground
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| Some campsites at Matthew's Arm
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| ww-oooo-mmm-ee-nnn, that's right, sound it out, girl! (just kidding)
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| Holly's favorite shot
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| Along the closer-to-the-road Elkwallow Trail, there is a boardwalk stream crossing.
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| Maggie sits on a log fallen across the path
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| A few red leaves, though most in the park area were yellow or light orange (or green)
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| After the hike, we took delayed our race to the fast food stop a bit to take a few obligatory "scenic point" pictures.
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