The bull turds continued. I regretfully woke up. Still trapped away from the river in a marshland thanks to some dumb Slovaks who wouldn't just let me go through the lock at midnight last night.
I started paddling on a very shallow small swamp. Only 50 yards later had to get out, pull my boat around a bridge, get back in, 50 yards later again, pull the boat out, then drag the boat 300 yards through high grass, with a 150lb boat, fully stocked with tuna, ramen, granola, and apples, I love apples, then down a 30yard, steep, concrete, slick hill into the river. Fudge.
This excursion took 1 hour. It was 10am.
I paddle slow all day, toom several breaks, ate tons of food, drinks tons of water, did not feel like super man, and went through a weird town I cant pronounce. All the way there were perfect camp sites begging for my slumber. I needed the sleep, but pursued knowing how important a sleep cycle is on trips like this.
It is 10pm. I'm frickin done. I'm sleeping till noon tomorrow. I have an awesome camp spot and my fingers a cramping.
My fingers cramp all day. My whole body aches the whole time but I love it. I actually somehow ignore it. I need more water.
I've been drinking from a Lifestraw this whole time and just want to chug water, but I cant.
Paddled about 163km in 2 days. Not sure how but that's what the signs read.
That's over 100 miles, in 2 days......
Km marker 1757
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