I knew I was coming back to the trail , I just wish someone had told my knees. My trail angel Coma picked me up and took me to the trailhead. Along the way we even picked up a stray dog that was running down the highway. After 2 hotdogs from Pals he let me off where I slept under a bridge hobo style. The next day I took off at 7 after oatmeal with a pop tart chaser. I felt really good for the first 3 get the gentle miles. My how the trail has changed so I thought . Then it became all too familiar as I ascended into the clouds, well sorta. It’s funny how the pain comes and goes but none too bad to make me stop. I am starting to notice my toes are getting crammed to the front especially on the down hills . I learned that my feet may need bigger shoes at some point but I didn’t think it would happen this quick. For some reason my ankle was even hurting today . Guess it was feeling left out.
In terms of the weather it started out a little cold but as the sun cracked through the trees it was just perfect . Too perfect . Hail. No kidding , hail but for a short time. After lunch beneath a large tree in an open field, it started to spit a little rain but went away until the end of the day when I set up camp. It held off again allowing me to make mashed potatoes and tuna. When did instant potatoes get good? Now I’m laying in my tent and man is it ever pouring!