Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?

10/10/2008


Human BEINGS! I'm saved! The only two people I saw on my trail zero were Dynomite and Serena, two hikers I'd met long ago on the trail. They were nice enough to stay and chat for a while before moving on, so we got caught up on trail gossip and such. Then the rain started.


Unable to stand being cooped up in the tent for too long I wandered the lakes surroundings and explored for a bit.





Chucked a few stones into the cold blue waters as the rain fell.


Took a frightening self portrait! Portrait of the artist as a sick man.

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