It was a chilly night up on the ridge. I had 26 miles to go and I didn’t want to get to town to late. Poured water in my zip-lock rice bag, packed up, and headed further up the trail. Met a cool group of guys along the trail, they were also heading to the hostel in Big Bear Lake. Had some trail magic, some fruit punch pop to keep me going all day. Called up trail angels Mt. Mama and Papa Smurf. Had wonderful pasta for supper. It was so, so, so delicious. Relaxed and watched TV the rest of the night.
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