Sweet K is just that: sweet as can be. On the day of the sleet storm, when everyone else was grumbling and looking like drowned rats, Sweet K just said "my, it's wet today, isn't it?"
She is a section hiker, has been dping sections for a few years now, and was tackling the southern section in between semesters at grad school this year. For a few days, she hiked with the Upstate, K-Biz, Chiclet, Big Spoon, and Pink LAdy brigade. And we all nearoed at the Hampton Inn together the tornado warning day.
After pur yellow blaze decision, Sweet K got up the next morning and decided to stash her pack in her tent so she could slack pack south and cover the miles we weren't able to get to the day before.
Afterward, we got a text that she had cme to some decisions and was not going to return to school, she was getting off the trail, and going home to take care of some personal business. The text made me sad, because I had thought she would be very good at the field of study she was going into. However, we all must hike our own hikes and live our own lives and obviously, she known better than I do what is right for her.
She did say she was going to be on Virginia in May, do I'm hoping we run into one another again.
(I don't have a decent picture of Sweet K because her hair was always even crazier and out of control than mine. I wanted to wait until her hair wasn't sticking up in 27 directions before taking a pic. Sadly, that never happened)