Tuesday, March 10, 2015, 8:30 AM – Faith in the forecasters completely changed our plans. Because of a predicted 80% chance of precipitation, instead of heading north to the mountains, we decided at the last minute to head south to the dryer and warmer swamp. I had done a good bit of planning and packing for an Appalachian Trail hike, but the memory of wet boots, soaked socks, and cold bodies was still all too clear from our January hike up to Blood Mountain. Heading south would also fit in with our need to drop Grandma and Grandpa at the Atlanta airport.
However, upon stepping outside the house departure morning, I momentarily second guessed the meteorologist’s accuracy when warm air and clear blue sky surrounded me. Should we have kept to our AT plans? Nevertheless, an Okefenokee paddling trek would be an exciting adventure. It had been nearly twenty years since I went to the Okefenokee. But, we were off…!