I didn't sleep well last night. It was rather windy and cold and I felt cramped in my sleeping bag, having shared it with my food. I was weary of all the mice I crossed paths with during my hike last night and didn't want to risk feeding them.
I had plans to meet Britt in Burney later that day and was part way through a supposed 30 mile waterless stretch along Hat Creek Rim.
A couple of miles into my hike I ran into some friends starting their day and shared some laughs with them. My spirits were lifted.
It had been hazy since dawn, but by mid morning it had grown significantly hazier and I could not see far into the distance.
The accompanying scent of smoke gave me cause for concern and I thought about how I would handle myself in the face of a forest fire.
I concluded that I would face it honorably and with gratitude for the gift of this life.
I saw religious symbols in trail signs.
Heck, it could always be worse!
And thankfully things got better.
I came upon an H20asis, stocked by Devilfish and got to say hi to him there and thank him for his efforts.
I didn't need any water but I did enjoy the shade and company.
I soon developed an appreciation for the visual effect the haze offered, and breathed deeply the air available to me.
I spoke with Britt on the phone and found out I would be staying with the couple that adopted her the day before and that they would pick me up at the trailhead.
This put some pep in my step and by late afternoon I completed my days work.
Lois and Bill treated us to a magnificent meal of pork ribs and he shared some treasured single malt scotch with me after dinner.
For dessert, I offered some ice cream I picked up on our trip into town and Britt shared the rest of her raspberries.
They went very well together.