I am in a farmer's barn dodging the wind, rain and lightning. I hiked six miles today before calling it quits. I'll take a "nero" (near zero day). The winds are sustained at 25mph. The rain is heavy and it feels like pebbles pelting me. But it is the lightning and thunder that shut down this hike today. I feel like a golfer all alone on a golf course in an electrical storm. I am the tallest thing around at times in the farm fields.
I am waiting to be picked up by trail angel Bill "Shoebox" Beier from Norwalk. He is hosting me for the night. We have never met but he is willing to help me.
So my six miles today was either respectable or idiotic. I don't know which.