5 trail workers shared the campsite. They were packing gear up and heading out for the day. They they spend 8 days on trail doing conservatory work then have 6 days off.

I woke up in the backyard thinking about a cup of hot coffee. I knew Donny would already have it brewing. I hopped out of my tent and walked over to the house. Sure enough, Donny was moving around and had mugs set out for us.

Gushers, Chef, Quest and I walked into Quincy with tickets to the festival and no plan.

The sickness was behind me. Good health renewed my appreciation for this experience. Being sick on trail sucked. It was hard to enjoy the surroundings while walking through the backcountry and with a fever or a stuffy nose.

I didn’t feel great during this section of trail and I had fallen behind everyone I knew. A series of events slowed me down.

I felt okay this morning. It was nice to be back on trail and in a routine. The wind was real last night! I was worried for my broken trekking pole and held it a few times to make sure it wasn’t broken.

I woke up feeling a bit better. I only had a cough left. And I’m cough drops fixed it for the most part.

Two Zero days. I still didn’t feel great. Thankful for a hotel room and an RV park the next night.

I might have slept two hours. I woke up at 4:30 with snot all over. What to do with a runny nose in a tent?

I relaxed this morning. Expecting Detour and Mounty to pass me. I’d catch them later in the day. I needed to catch someone because my power bank freaked out last night