We did about 8 miles to the next shelter in line and got in around 3pm. Met an older section hiker named Butterscotch, who gave us some butterscotch candy (I know right?) andet back up with a couple flip-flioppers we had met a few days ago. We shared some stories of blisters and vitriol towards the rocks.
About halfway through everyone cooking dinner, the skies opened up and it has been pouring for the last 20 minutes. I'm glad I was already done and I can sit back and soak in the misery from my compatriots. I'm a terrible person.
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