The dark sky exploded with stars. The moon was almost full. And I could see the silouette if a tall mountain poking though the horizon like a finger.

Laying under the stars for the first time feels right. The only thing between me and the ground is a sheet of tyvek, an air mattress, and my sleeping bag.

Copper Mining Town. One street with food, rest, and drink. Kind hole in the wall.

4:30 came early. I woke up to another cold and tried morning. My right heel was tender and a bit swollen when I woke up. Rough vibes to start the day.

The bull walked over. The section of fence right next to the cattle gate was laying down. Shit.

I’m writing this in a real bed. After a shower and a few hot meals. It feels nice not to worry about the basics and to have running water.

8 hours of sleep. This was the first night I didn’t wake up multiple times. And I felt fresh. It’s crazy how your body can go from being sore to normal after a good nights sleep.

I’m laying in the middle of the Arizona desert. My body hurts. I’m exhausted. I hiked 30 miles today. What the heck was I thinking?

5:00 came early. I didn’t sleep well but rolled out of my sleeping bag and got ready. It had to be a big day.

Town day! I huddled in my sleeping bag at 5:15 not wanting to move. It had only been 2 days, but the thought of real food got me going real quick.