Wow, this is a hot, dry section. We left Tehachapi carrying eight days of food an 25 miles of water. Ow my shoulders and hips! Pack weight definitely over fifty pounds.
It seems like everyone is speeding up except me. I am either staying the same or getting slower. I don't like it. I know that somebody is going to be the slowest, and it should be okay if it's me, but it's starting to bother me mentally. I think I'm going to try to start hiking super early tomorrow morning so I don't have to be the caboose for a while.
When I got into camp, my entire backside was soaked in sweat, from the top of my shoulders down to my butt. It was so gross. I'm also sticky from head to toe, and my hair is the greasiest it's been in my life.
Yup, I need an attitude adjustment. My mom is sending me the Tao te Jing by Lao Tzu to Kennedy Meadows, where I will sit on my clean butt for four or more days smelling relatively tolerably in clean clothes. I am looking forward to replacing my one pound brick book that is entertaining and interesting, but impossible to make any progress through with a thinner book that gives me bite sized spirituality/philosophy lessons to mull over as I hike.
- Typoed on my iPhone