Campsite at mile 662 to Chimney Creek Campground (mile 681)
Today was one of those brutally hard days, where you find yourself pushed past your limit again and again. A thousand tiny little almost insignificant cuts of discomfort that somehow build into a crashing tidal wave. Where all you want to do is stop and sit forever. Let you coiled muscles relax into the earth and just stop. But you can’t. With hiking there is no way out but through. No skipped reps in the gym. No miles cut short on a jog. Not out here. Limited food and water means you have to keep moving. There is no choice.
And, tomorrow we’ll do it all again. Hopefully with greater grace, but still, again. Despite everything I cannot help but be excited for tomorrow When we reach Kennedy Meadows. When we finally step across the arbitrary maker that says we’ve walked across the desert. Finally finally finally. I can barely believe we’ve done it.
You’re “Mosesing” 😀 — you’ll make it!! And I bet it will feel amazing to be in the trees.