Day 19 - Breckinridge
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Doing nothing is exhausting.
In the morning Uncle Awful treated us to a spectacular breakfast. French toast of a caliber that puts to shame the soggy toast served by almost every breakfast joint.
I continued to spoil myself that day by lounging around and taking a nice long soak in the hot tub.
Adrain and Blair came out of the woods and joined us for the feast that evening.
Pops grilling up some veggies.
Ma trying to get the very beautiful but impractical stove to boil water.
Feast! I had seconds (and thirds) (and an another bowl around midnight)
Reunited. It had been 15 years since I last saw the Walkers. So many thanks for the hospitality. I have to confess, the main reason I chose to hike the CT northbound was to make this visit happen. Totally worth it.