Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Scuzzy wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was he?

Low profile and I meet up with Low andSlow on top of bluff mountain. He's spread out drying out and Sunning himself. He's a pilot. He suggests a weather app. Called Storm by wonder or weather underground. Uses NOAA data and presents it pretty well. I have t tried it yet. Low Profile uses a weather App that gives the weather at each leanto. On theAT. Weather on the ATi think its called. That night we set up camp and Goats Beard is there at the same camp by the river. I have to call a shuttle to go into a jean Vista. Gary is the man. A retire police officer who does shuttles two months of the year. Strictly cash. After much discussion Low Profile decides he does not need to keep me company just to go in to the post office. I have sent a box of resupply to this post office. You are not supposed to send resupply to a post office because it is closed on Sunday and usually most of Saturday. Then you have to wait until Monday. I missed the first road crossing opportunity to get in to Buena vista Saturday afternoon. Rather than sit and wait I hiked on and now the shuttle will cost a little more to take me backwards but so what. I get into Buena Vista ( pronounced with a long “u”) get my packages and because it's so hot and muggy decide to stay in another scuzzy hotel. Low Profile and Low and slow will hike on. It's not always hard to hike with someone but it becomes a different hike. Everything becomes a community decision. When and where to stop. How often to stop. How long to stop where to eat lunch and on and on. It can be done. And there are some good things about hiking with some one. You can tell stories or just listen to stories. You usually keep a quicker pace just to keep up with each other and if you stealth camp there's company in case you get the heebee jeebees. Low Profile is a Toyota parts manager. 
73° Clear
NOTE FROM DEVOTED WIFE:  Got news for him (when he ever checks a text message,) that his Buena Vista resupply box showed up here 5 days ago, returned from the Post Office, unopened. Hope he gets to shop for food at one of those scuzzy hotel towns.


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