Thursday, August 8, 2019; Day 19
I rose, repackaged my food, and sorted my bag. I would not be checking out until tomorrow. My sweet mother, concerned about the coming storm, had offered to pay for another nights accommodation.
I began the 2 mile walk downtown. My first stop was Larson’s Department Store. They honor the Darn Tough Sock exchange. I have a pair that was wearing pretty thin, and finally developed a hole. The thought of turning them in for thick, fresh, tightly wound wool, was certainly exciting. I was also in the market for a long sleeve shirt for the bushwhack.
The people of Bonner’s Ferry were incredibly welcoming.
After leaving the department store with fresh socks and a long-sleeved button-up, I headed to the library.
I uploaded photos and organized my thoughts on one of their available computers.
I chatted with a very interesting soul that sat beside me.
After a few hours, I made my way back to the motel.
My mind reflected on the day–uneventful but productive– as my eyes watched the character Giselle flit about in the movie Enchanted (I have always found this movie to be wonderfully charming).
I would leave tomorrow. I would move slowly; let the storm pass as I hike the roads and trails leading up to the bushwhack.