July 20.
Planned to only do 20 but then stupidly decided to do 27.
Started from my little mountainside tensite then hiked around the mountain I was camped next. So strange seeing it from so many angles then from far away. Some climbing and descending. Starting to feel much easier. Maybe because the terrain is easier or because theres no snow or because it’s less hot or all of the above. Maybe I’m finally getting my trail legs.

Hiked on a long beautiful talus ridge and saw some mountain goats. The views were amazing. So many lakes and sweeping valleys.

Planned to camp at a lake around 7 miles from town but started seeing more and more weekend backpackers and day hikers and decided to try to make it into town in one day. I should have just camped at one of the lakes like I planned originally.

But I made it down the long last downhill stretch to the trailhead. Kept leapfroging some wierd day hiker.
Made it to the food truck for curry and then anxiously tried to figure out where to stay. Tried the hostel but they’re not open until August. Damn nobos get everything. Ended up at the inn when I pissed away 100 bucks for a room. Stop doing shit like this. Very frustrated with myself. But it was nice to shower and call mup and sleep in a bed.
