Date- August 6, 2019
Location- crooked creek, Yellowstone
Elevation- 7,959 ft
Distance Traveled Today- 24 miles
Distance Traveled Total- 907.6 miles
Weather/Temp- partly cloudy,70s, 80s
Pain level- zero
Wildlife encounters- mule deer, marmot
Days without shower- 2
Days without laundry- 2
After an early wake-up and breakfast at a lakeside restaurant, Jetpack, Woodchuck, and I all caught a ride back to trail in the bed of a pickup truck from Illinois. I never caught the names of the driver and his wife, or got to speak to them for that matter. It was a simple “hop in” with a short ride to trail; hop out; “thank you for the ride” – hit the trail.
Despite the terrain being some of the easiest of the trail so far, today was one of my hardest days. I felt sleepy. I felt tired. I felt almost sick. I took an hour and a half break a little after 1 pm and wasn’t sure if I could get up and hike again. I’d had enough food, I just felt under the weather and wanted to lie down for the rest of the day.
I can’t really describe the feeling other than extreme mental and physical lethargy. My stomach was a bit queasy, but most of the cruddy feeling was coming from my head. I couldn’t shake it.
The trail stayed in valleys all day, snaking through steaming geyser fields, along hot creeks, the shores of Heart Lake, and along the banks of the Heart River – crossing it more than a couple times. Towards the end of the 24 mile day, the trail left the valley floor and began to skirt the sides of the mountains towering above Heart River.
Aside from a mule deer and some marmots, I saw no wildlife. However, there were bear signs all over. Bear scat was nearly everywhere you looked on trail today – fresh and not so fresh. With so much obvious bear traffic, I couldn’t believe I didn’t catch a glimpse of one today, even at a distance… and I was looking.
In other news, I crossed the 900-mile mark today and also memorized my fifth poem out of the seven I’d originally wanted to commit to memory. My super slow and plodding pace was perfect for memorizing poetry. I guess after I get these last two memorized I’ll make a new list. The ones I’ve been working on are exceptionally long, so I’d like to get some smaller ones committed.
I made it into camp around 8 pm. Jetpack has a permit for this campsite with room for a “plus one” – so I’m in the clear. I made a fire and had some prime rib beef jerky for dinner. I’m honestly too tired to even think straight right now; just trying to go to bed early (earlier than usual with all this journaling). We’re probably shooting for 30 miles tomorrow. I really hope I’m feeling better…
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