The rain stops, but the plants hanging over the trail still retain plenty of water to keep us soaked. A long descent lands us in Belden Town. To keep it short, we end up in a trailer/bar/buffet. We eat and the locals drink, and everyone is the butt of a few jokes.
At dusk we’re back on the trail, on our way to the camping spot a bar patron assured us would be here. It is, a nice one.