Camping right before Leggett was a good idea. The hill really wasn’t bad, and taking it in the shade instead of the heat of the day made it that much easier. I was kind of worn out for the cape right before hitting the coast, though, and I was dragging by the time I got to camp.
This sign was no joke:
I did make it back to the coast today, I forgot that I’d been away from the pacific for a while there. It’s still pretty!
And I think this was one of the cooler bridges I’ve seen in California so far, over the ten mile river:
This was dinner:
Yum, canned tuna! I stuffed a bunch of burritos with it and some couscous, cheese, and hot sauce. Once again I apologize to my camp mates for the smell.