I spent my night in a city park and low and behold I got watered again with the 2AM sprinkler system. As I have said before, my tent is no longer waterproof and all of the seams leak and so I just had to lay there and deal with getting wet. I then woke up this morning after freezing all night and discovered that my bread ration for the day had been partially consumed by some ferrill cats that I had seen earlier in the evening and so it was starting out as a typical day.
Now I talked a little about the difficulty that I was having with my backside, well I had discovered that I have two very long and sore blisters back there and so walking today was difficult at best. Ryker and I trade off every mile on pulling the cart and it seemed to work well other than we had to fight a 20 to 25 mile an hour head wind, all day long. That, along with having to climb hills as a
steady daily diet adds to the grief of getting this 217 pounds down the road.
Other than that, I have my tent pitched on the LDS church grounds and this evening I had the honor of meeting and having a lengthy conversation with Martin Harris VII, the direct grandson of Martin Harris. For those of you who may not be LDS, Martin Harris was instrumental in the formation and history of the Mormon faith, so it was a honor to meet him and all of the kids that were having a youth activity for the night.
Well, as usual, I haven’t eaten, I’m cold and there are antelope outside of my tent, the wind is blowing up a storm and it’s almost ten at night… I’m going to sleep.