It is the Big 50. I think it is pretty special.
I slept like a rock last night. I woke up suddenly at 6:30 a.m. and it was so bright, I thought for a minute I had slept until noon. Normally, I wake up naturally around 5:30 a.m. out here, but I lay there and wake up slowly.
Today, I hiked about 19 miles to Jenkins Shelter to camp for the night. Had planned on doing a shorter day, after some longer days, but water was not available, so I had to push on.
For the first half of the day I just was not feeling it. Had a big honey bun for my first breakfast and then some Poptarts for my second breakfast. Everything felt hard to move, in addition I had a 2,125 foot climb first thing. A good chunk of it was very steep. I just got moving and got it done.
Had lunch on the edge of a tall sandstone cliff, watching buzzards ride the thermals. I felt a lot better after the lunch break. I had some tortillas filled with Spam, peanut butter and some cheddar cheese, plus some water with electrolytes added.
In this pond there were some frogs/toads making sounds I never heard before. They sounded like long, slow, deep stomach rumbles.
Depending on who you believe, forecast calls for rain starting late tonight or early tomorrow. I am ready for whatever.
Time to get to bed, but will massage the feet and leg first. There are some Whiperwills being loud around me. To me they sound like a car alarm going off.