Rod Hollow shelter
A thruhiker rolled in after dark last night. Y2K is doing 20 miles a day on a tight budget. We had a good time talking to him, especially as it was pitch dark but still hours too early for sleep.
In my two sleeping bags I slept quite well except for a disturbing dream. I dreamt I stayed in a hostel and when I got up in the morning somebody had hidden my clothes. I found everything but my pants. I was anxiously searching when I woke up, and was happy to leave that dream behind.
We walked the rest of the rollercoaster today. I still don't see the big deal. They are mountains of no great size. I mean, yes, they kicked my ass, but any mountains would have after two months of no backpacking. DeLee compared our leg muscles to a combination of jello and wet noodles. I was quite happy to stop for the day after slightly less than seven miles. Kinda pitiful, but still a good time.
Dinner was on the skimpy side. I planned for my regular section hiking appetite but I think I still have a thruhiker appetite. I'll go through my foodbag in the morning and ration out the remaining food. DeLee had a little extra I can use too. I won't starve but I may be hungry when JD picks us up.