Miles hiked: 21.1
|Hiker on the Trail|
|Ziploc, Hooser Daddy, and Chilly Bin|
When we arrived at Sawmill Campground, we met up with Opera and Tapeworm who immediately informed us of the short hike and challenging nature of acquiring water. This was just bad news that put me over the edge with my mood. I was in pain and didn’t want any more challenges. I sorta snapped at them for relaying this information and then instantly regretted it. My hunger combined with a challenging day for my right ankle and the ever present pain in my wrist all just got the best of me.
To add to the now high stress level at camp, Ziploc realized that she’d lost a piece of gear off her pack. She hiked back to get it while Chilly Bin, HoosierDaddy, and I hiked 1/2 mile to a cistern to collect some water. The water was clear but had some interesting things that looked like small amphibious insects swimming in it.
I’m now not even looking forward to mile 500. There will be no dancing from me tomorrow. Maybe just a single depressing picture of an arrangement of rocks as I stroll right by this milestone into my second month on trail.