This is what blew over us on our trip home....we still had about 10 miles left to go!
Ken didn't stop....(he took the rain pictures)
Dairy Queen, Go Postal and I found a niche in the rock and hung out to the worst was over!
I got a drink from what was dripping off his helmet. The ride home was wet and gritty, they don't put fenders on mountain bikes. We didn't get to do our hike on Sunday because of the weather but spent some time at the Grayson Highlands visitor center and was entertained by the young ranger and all his animal calls. A late lunch at Tamales in West Jefferson after a stop by Dairy Queen's homeplace in Ashe county rounded out the day.