Timeline

Upon waking up, I'm pleasantly surprised that there's no discernible condensation on the inner wall of the bivy. I presume it's due to my staking it out, thereby providing an airflow path.

Having camped at the oasis, I had access to several gallons of water, so I made sure to be well hydrated before heading out, and hooked the empty gallon bottles to my pack.

Goodness. The inside of the bivy is covered in water. The condensation has taken a toll on the sleeping quilt.

I don't understand.

I can fit my sleeping quilt, my shelter, sleeping pad, and 2 pillows in the same stuff sack.

It is my hope that I can roll it all up together, and cut down on set up time in the morning significantly.

I'm up! Up, and unclear as to where I am.

There's a laundromat about 50 feet from the garage where I slept, but I have no quarters, or cash, so I'm off to find some supplies.

The terrain is easy to follow. Some rocks, of course, but not enough that I couldn’t jog over them with minimum risk.

There’s very little moonlight, unfortunately, due to the overcast sky.

Now we head down the mountain. It’s a relatively easy walk.

The views aren’t as spectacular as yesterday, but they are nice for a lower elevation.

The trail weaves through the hills, going around Picket post mountain, instead of the summit.

I’m a little disappointed, but not really. I can always come back for that. This is more about the trail.

I get up later than I wanted to, but the heated room was so comfy.

I need to be ready for my scheduled pick up.

A girl comes to meet me and tells me the rate.

The hotel in flagstaff with included breakfast was cheaper.

No snow in the tent this morning. It’s a good start. I cook some breakfast in the vestibule, and start the process of getting everything together.

In short notice, I’m off. I pass by the neighboring campsite; there are lots of coolers, a truck, and several tables. They’re fast asleep.