I did not move…

Sunday, September 3, 2017 (Day 124)

I cowboy camped and woke to the first light spritzing of rain at 4 am. I rushed to set up my tent, collected water from the stream, and took cover. I intended on just a couple more hours of sleep. There was a brief period of cessation in rainfall.  I did not take proper advantage. I hoped the rain would pause once more…it did not. Thus, I slept and slept. This is far better rest than I would get in a hostel, I told myself. It is surprising how much one can truly sleep; through the day and through the night, even through the earliest parts of the morning.

Oh, my.

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