Fathergoose. No beard.

Today I hike into Waynesboro to pick up a resupply box. The first thing I do is hit the local baRber shop and lay out $3 to have my beard shaved off. It feels good. Gad I have big ears. But it feels good. The local Lutheran churches hikers tent in their yard and put on a feed on Thursday night for anyone with a donation. Slip is there-- so is Smoke. They try really hard to get us to go upstairs for vespers. They didn't get any takers. I did donate $5 as it was a good spread. Crunchy vegetables! Earlier in the day I had gone to Mings Asian buffet for lunch. I wrote postcards and stuffed myself for over an hour. When I was coming in, Waldo was coming out. I yelled at him across the parking lot. He didn't recognize me at all until I said Fathergoose. No beard.
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Appalachian National Scenic Trl, Troutville, VA, United States