Day FiftySeven, August 13, 25 Miles
At Mile 1155, Poptart 408/1000
Cold. Cold. None of us move until one does. Wait. Wait. Wait. Shuffle. Fine. Go.
Actually, this morning it was a squirrel. And not for the first time.
Jackass Pass was easy. And the realisation of a dream/plan. Massive views of the Southern Winds. Need to come back here more than the Sierra. Ate my 400th just after Big Sandy Lake. The climb up Temple Pass has to be on of my favourite places in the world. Break out of the trees into a wide, open meadow. Surrounded by granite towers of towery grandeur. Finished Born To Run (read it) and ploughed the rocky climb to the pass. Unfortunately, time did not allow me to run up East Temple Peak and sleep in its summit cave. Another day.
Joker and I waited at the bottom for RT. As we were breaking, heard a "YEEEAAAHHH!". Without even looking we knew. Hawkeye and Kombucha. Awesome. Easy and steamy (hot) afternoon via some rock jumping at Little Sandy. Saw the Moose that everybody else saw. Rock Steady had signed the register (thankfully) when we hit road for the first time in ?? days (oh yes). Another beautiful evening hike with huge sunset and one tree, can see the Great Divide Basin (GDB!). Has to be the biggest contrast in a single days hiking. Now completely in desert. Made it to Sweetwater BLM CampGround and threw down Cowboy 'cause the cloudeadead. RT and Kombucha tried to yogi beer. They failed. Bless 'em for trying. I should of asked the guy who was actually drinking beer...
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