Zero days may not involve any hiking, but they aren’t very restful. It’s all a blur of chores and hordes of thru-hikers hanging around, and lots of money spent.
J and I are re- supplied for our next leg. I’ve got a new pair of shoes in an extremely obnoxious shade of purple. Fingers crossed that these are the ones. A new shirt, not polyester, that hopefully will cut down the personal stench. It’s purple. And I’ve ordered a new pack – purple. I’m not super into purple, but that’s what the universe ordered up.
A lot of other hikers are on really tight budgets, and I feel a bit profligate, throwing my money around. Then I remember that I earned that money working overtime in mining camps in Mexico. All my purchases are still less than I earned in two days in the camp. If two days of that can bring me a little extra comfort over the next four months, it’s probably worth it.
Back on the trail tomorrow.
New shoes! (Again!)