"So let's dance, the last dance..."

Day 39

Charlotte, NC to Greenwood, VA (270 miles, 6,633 total) 

We stayed with Geoff and Gail until noon, catching up some more and indulging in some of the best scratch buttermilk pancakes we'd ever had before getting back on the road, heading north for the first time during the trip. 

With about four hours of driving to do, we didn't pull off for much sight-seeing beyond the usual odd-ball stops that Jon wanted to make (who doesn't want to visit a Dollar General store?). By sundown, we reached our campground home in Greenwood. Hooked up and settled in at the southernmost tip of the Shenandoah National Park, we popped open some beers and fired up the grill as we plotted the next day's hike - very likely the last of this trip.

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