This is by far the comfiest bed I’ve woke up in on trail. But I was wide awake at 6:30. I only planned to hike 4-8 miles today, so I had all day to enjoy the town and do chores.

Cowboy camping was a bad choice. I woke up at 10:30 pm to a sleeping bag covered in water droplets. It must have already misted. The zipper side of my sleeping bag was damp so I squeezed against the other side and went back to sleep.

My tent was soaking wet but all of my gear was dry inside. Just as it should be. Speaker had a puddle in his tent and his gear was soaked. The trials of the trail come at anytime and can happen to anyone. No matter how prepared or knowledgeable you are.

The crisp sound of flowing river through the gorge continued all morning. And the sun peaked over the mountain tops to warm my skin.

But my sleeping bag was covered in water droplets. The clouds must have rolled in last night. I didn’t want to wait for the sun to dry it, so I threw it in my backpack and set off for the day. I

I woke up on a kitchen floor. There’s a first time for everything. I had an hour before my ride to the trail. So I laid in bed and relaxed for a few more minutes.

A sprint to breakfast
Ice cream cake and a large lake
Kitchen floor goodnight

I woke up cold. But a hot breakfast was only 10 miles away! I started moving around 6 and the rest of the crew woke up shortly after. I had a bit of water left and filtered chef’s extra. The bottom of the plastic bag was frozen.

I woke up early. The crew was cowboy camping in a sandy spot surrounded by rocks. The sun woke me up and I ate a granola bar and took off at 6:30.