Someday is now…
~5:00 p.m. Nothing much to read. Time to write. Summer is for walking away passivity. We are at St. Mary’s Campground. Have permit. Snow on high passes reported to be melted. Just passed a large fox—red, with long golden tail—
A year ago I had a herniated lumber disc, surgery, and still have nerve pain which has been very slow to heal. This is our first hike since the surgery.
We are ending our day in a thunderstorm right after supper. We scrambled to get everything stowed. Beginning of trip shakedown.
Our first few days: Lower elevation, heat wave, tons of hikers and mountain bikers, friendly people, queasiness (yah lower elevation but we are from Texas), a nice splash in the South Platte, murdered my phone which had all our mapping software. Fortunately we also always carry paper. And we had the guidebook and databook.
