Mohican outdoor center

I had hoped to get to the Mohican Outdoor Center before the rain that was expected in the late afternoon. Just about two the dark clouds started rolling in and I knew that I was going to get wet.

A few minutes later the sky opened up and it rained downward, rightward, leftward, and upward. The trail soon became a stream often covered my shoes. You couldn't tell what the ground was like under the water. So I Iooften stepped funny twisting my ankles and knees. I didn't get to the MOH until six twenty. Twenty minutes after they stop serving dinner. I asked the sweet young lady if she had any leftovers that she could make for me. She went to the back and brought out bangers salad and quinoa.

It was a blessing.