After yet another morning lull, today turned out to be a very pleasant and invigorating day. Eliza and I once again discussed the psychological games we have been playing as of late, the thoughts we have been busy tearing ourselves up with -- the cycles of enthusiasm and the dull mid-mornings of morose boredom, the anxiety of having too much of this endless, knee-jarring walking to do and the exciting fear of having to figure out what in the world we will both end up doing after this hike. Eliza is now looking into a possible job prospect back in Oakland with Habitat for Humanity and I am still thinking of doing another year of leadership and restoration work out in Seattle. I could conceivably find very similar work in the East Bay, but that needs to be researched. Then also, I think I'd like to be back in school within the next year, at least taking classes to prep for a grad program, but the question is where to do it, when, etc. We delve into these topics very often now that the end is becoming a clearer reality for both of us. But then again, as I said yesterday, we've got a lot of hiking to do.
We're out on a jagged little outcropping, in camp, waiting for water to boil. A bee just got in the tent and sounds to be terrorizing Eliza -- she doesn't do insects or other critters in the tent, but who does?
The afternoon brought some wonderful views out north over the Lakes Basin of the Plumas National Forest and to the south of the rocky Sierra Buttes. Tomorrow we will roll into Sierra City where we may even stay the night.
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