…and well! Only the edges of my ears are sunburnt, and knock on wood, I have managed not yet to forget my hiking poles by the side of a cool stream. I am near Devils Postpile National Monument, heading south. Chipmunks, flamboyant California bluejays, and other kind travelers have been keeping me company.
I have been writing, but in order to keep things chronological, will hold off posting full entries until I’m done. To keep folks amused, here are a few photos, and an interview I did for my friend Michael’s podcast. He wanted to talk with me about the JMT, and I was honored to be his guest.
May we all find good paths.