Toward Galehead
Above the (low) clouds, the wind was picking up and the ceiling coming down. After lunch on Garfield, I could push on to Zealand, or try to work every hut in the system. We had our triple crown of restaurant meals in SNP, what would this be called? Hexacrown? Oh, wait, I passed the sidetrail to Greenleaf already. OK -- that's blown. Maybe I'll just enjoy the walk.