Breaks Interstate Park to Pippa Passes

We finally got out of Virginia! We'd actually be excited, if what was next wasn't Kentucky. Just kidding. But seriously, Kentucky's got some real mean dogs. This was also the first day we split into three groups, an event of biblical proportions. The Superathlete Group (consisting of Joe and Terence), the Mediocre Group (Robin, JP and Tim) and the SPECIAL Group (Jon and Tyler). Robin got to be mapgirl. We stopped for lunch at a gas station then continued on our merry way. Terence split off of the group, after meeting a few jub-jubs (Tim's much beloved term for slightly hefty people). We all thought he was doing his own thing, but apparently it's not good to leave someone alone in the middle of Kentucky without a map. Who knew. We arrived at Pippa Passes (home of Alice Lloyd College) - and settled into the hostel. Tyler's Aunt Linda brought us Cliff Bars and copies of the Fincastle Herald, of which we were the cover story. We're much indebted for deeming us worthy of coverage (and to his aunt for the cliff bars and driving our things up the mountain!). We ate at the Lighthouse Cafe, then played a rousing game of knockout. Afterwards, Tim showed us Americans his interesting way of opening Kentucky's own Ale 8 ginger ale. Good times.