Grassy Ridge
The wind nearly blew me into the trail, over and over again. Just off trail, some tenters had set up -- but in the open. The wind had plenty of fetch, and was taking its time slowly testing and teasing apart those tents. How their shockcords could withstand that bending and buffeting -- I sort of wanted to sit down and watch (and the wind tried its best to sit me down, too). What a crazy place to tent.