Date: March 8, 2020
Miles: 339.4 – 355.8
I woke up in the narrow, sandy pit I squeezed my tent into last night, and started a scramble through wash until I reached my resupply and breakfast destination of Lake Roosevelt.


Date: March 8, 2020
Miles: 339.4 – 355.8
I woke up in the narrow, sandy pit I squeezed my tent into last night, and started a scramble through wash until I reached my resupply and breakfast destination of Lake Roosevelt.
Date: March 7, 2020
Miles: 318.9 – 339.4
Last night I had some of the best sleep I’ve ever had on trail. So good I did not hear whatever medium sized animal visited my campsite to poop right next to the door of my tent. I’m sure I’ve done my business next to some poor creature’s forest home, so it’s probably cosmic payback.
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Miles: zero! Then 300.5 – 318.9
The best trail angels I’ve run across so far live in Superior, AZ. MJ and Al are transplants from Minnesota who shuttle dirty AZT hikers around and open their home to them. Funnybone and I got a ride in from Al on the morning of March 5th and I decided to let my legs take a day off at their house.
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