I can scarcely believe what I’m seeing when I look at the overall map!
WE ARE AT HIGH DUMP!
We are all alone at High Dump too. Sort of … Supposedly there’s a bear around. Or so the park says. Probably a wise precaution. My food is hung courtesy of their bear-bag-hanging apparatus. (This will be the first time I’ve hung my food higher than my head height. The last few nights I’ve been stashing it in Kookork’s tent with he and his dog. Tonight, I used the park’s gear. Wouldn’t take my fancy Kevlar Ursack again. Great piece of kit, but overkill/overweight for this Trail. I’d just use a good drybag in the future. Much lighter.)
There are also my friends who swarm around trying to read what I’m typing.
Up at 5:30 A.M. as usual. Off by 6:20 as usual. Walked, talked, stopped to smell the flowers, snacked, walked, talked, snacked, took photos of Swallowtail butterflies, walked, talked, etc. … Got to High Dump by 5:20 P.M. Our last shared dinner of one of my me-made soups (lentil & rice curry, quinoa soup mix, dehydrated European veggies & herb mix, mayo and more mayo, and tilit (naan chunks)). I’m now down on the beach, resting against the steep face of the second beach ridge, tapping out this post, and texting back and forth with friends and family. Sun is now down. I’m getting cool … Only 5° forecast for tonight. Wearing everything!!!
(A surprised Common Merganser just swam into view as the sun sets — it exploded along the water, taking off as fast as it could!)