Long day of walking. We rushed and beat ourselves up to make it here tonight. Did our 24 miles to Stevens Pass on Route 2 by 6:00.
Jerry Dinsmore rolled up to the parking lot at the trailhead in his big red pickup, soggy cigar crammed into his jaw, big smile on his face. "You all comin' to my house?" he says. "Hop on in!"
Trail Angel, Trail Angel, our feet are so sore . . .
Tonight (and tomorrow, I believe) we are staying here in Skykomish at Jerry and Andrea Dinsmores'. We went out to dinner for Andrea's 56th birthday tonight, before even getting a chance to get into the shower. We're decompressing now, flushed, stuffed, happy. . . There is an outdoor hot tub on the porch upstairs overlooking the river. We've got a bed and TV . . . it's a holiday back to creature comforts.
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