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It drizzled a little bit the night that I got to the state park, and I packed pretty light so I slept in a shower stall of the park facilities. I was awakened this morning by a bunch of metallic rasps on the door, then one of the park janitors opening the door to the stall. I said good morning to him and he nervously swept a little of the entryway for a second and then closed the door.
Twice this morning I nabbed a squirrel with my net and some peanut butter, but I've come back empty handed. The first time the fucker jumped real hard up, and then scampered out from under, and the second one I had secure in my net, until a park ranger conveniently stopped near where I was and stayed there for a while. After a minute or two, I non-chalantly let the squirrly bastard go. My bait was exhausted and the squirrels were wised up to my game. On the 15 mile hike home I collected about 2 pounds of ripe dewberries for my troubles, I'm going to get a few more and make preserves as a gift for mothers day, and I've been wallowing in failure at this McDonald's since my arrival.
These next few days I'm going to take it easy, I think I've hiked a total of 50+ miles in the last week, and this exlcudes the couple of miles a day I walk for my daily routines; I need to regain some weight and let my feet heal from blisters. I get my first paycheck this sunday, so I'm free to roam again when that comes, and finally start working on my abode in Sam Nat.
