Last night was by far the toughest night of my life. Worse than being sick or drunk or anything. I knew it was gonna be tough based on the condition of the weather and the condition of my gear, but I never knew what that could mean. My gear was soaked based in poor gear management. Even my cold gear was wet. My hammock was wet, and so was my sleep8ng bag. The temperature dropped into the 40s and was still raining into the early morning. I literally curled into a ball with all my gear on and shivered for hours. I got maybe an hour of sleep, but no rem sleep. I woke up, or should I say got out of my miserable state at around 7 and started running around trying to get warm, dry my stuff, and eat. My shoulders at one point in the night were so clenched together trying to keep my body warm that it was a struggle to open them back up. Thank God for the sun and no rain. Thank God.
Today was absolutely beautiful. And no rain scheduled for at least a week down here, although the nights are getting a little nippy. We trudged through the strong wind and got about 40 miles today, somehow. We actually passed by a town and didn't stop. The name of the town was Vicksburg. They had a casino. But we decided if we kept going we could hit Natchez by tomorrow night if we battle through the nuckle, back, and neck pain. It's been 4 days with no electricity and it feels great. I know it sounds cliche but being in nature changes people, it's definately changed me. I just hope the change will last. It's hard to imagine that this much self discipline won't have a lasting effect, but you never know, I might just be like every other hippie who searches for more and doesn't find it.
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