Day 13

Not much to talk about today. I start kind of slow and in the end only make it about 11 miles before making the decision to cross over to the Dalls to get a room, not that it was on my way mind you. It's just, standing there at the crossroads of 197 and 14, I figure that I've accumulated a musk that's not all too pleasing, and the thought of a hot shower is mighty tempting. I hitch a ride to the Oregon side with a couple young folks (I wanna say Katie and Chase but correct me if I'm wrong) and spend the rest of the day resting up.

Thought: any mattress, no matter what kind, feels far more amazing after you've spent several days on the cold hard ground.