Editor’s Note — I appreciate your patience the last few weeks. I’ve been traveling across the country and starting a new job. Now that I’m settled in, I’ve got a backlog of adventures to push through the pipeline.
My cross-country relocation offered a great opportunity for adventure; the move out/move in dates didn’t quite line up, which left me with a full week without someplace to live.
On the upside, this meant there was absolutely no rush to finish my 2000 mile drive.
My brother in Tennessee was gracious enough to host me for a few days, and find us a halfway decent hike to help stretch my legs.
We settled on a place called Radnor Lake, which sounded to me like something borrowed from Norse mythology. The trail wound through the still-dormant forest, up along a riverbank and over a small dam, before working its way around the eponymous lake.
