
And just before the shelter, I found the path to the water. I was really hoping for more of a stream than a puddle or a trickle. And I was psyched to find ice cold water gushing from a pipe in the side of the mountain.
I grabbed a Nalgene and started pouring the precious liquid on top of my overheated head. It felt so good, but inevitably led to brain freeze. Gave the hair a quick washing. Heaven.
It’s dry tonight, so the tent will air out. Possible thundershowers, though. Five miles down to Wesser in the morning.
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