I started the trip with a good friend from school. We got rained on (a lot), but there's nothing like being out on the trail.
We headed out early the next morning, knowing that we had 13 miles to cover, and that the first two were very steep (rise of 1200 feet). We hiked through a mixture of drizzle and fog, intermixed with some sun, and several hard downpours. So much for dry feet.
Despite the rain, the woods was magical. The last mile and a half were pretty difficult. I had gotten very chilled and all of my joints were aching. Once we made it to the shelter, and I dried out and warmed up the evening was a pleasant one. We were glad to be in the shelter instead of a tent as there were some very intense thunderstorms. We stayed nice a cozy, and were glad that our fire building skills were such that we could start a fire with wood as wet as a sponge.