Legs and Borders

"Follow an ancient Lemurian highway and save few miles of breathing in smoke. Under the diurnal psychoactive compound regimen detailed in Yogi's Guidebook, you may still see phantom teams of waggish bloompas pulling Lemurian caravans fraught with finely wrought instruments of subtle, mysterious design. On still nights Bababooian chants can be heard echoing from Telos, home of the Lemurians, beneath mount Shasta" Ribbitman. Today on one hand was very similar to yesterday on the other it felt so much better, perhaps because I didn't feel like I was pushing myself too hard and the trail was shaded and we'll graded throughout the day. Everyone shoot out early from the campsite and it worked out exactly the same as previous day's, I was ahead for the first ten miles only because I woke up and started walking half an hour early, but by 9am everyone has overtaken me and I was the last person in the group. We kept the good pace and by 2pm we stopped at the last water ...

"I became vegan because I couldn't eat meat in front of my cat, I might go back to it when he dies" Fomo. It was a long day of walking in a 33°C heat and water once every 13 miles into a town called Burney but we made it in one piece! Pretty much all of us, ten people in total woke up at 5am and started to pack up after the night spent at Trail Angel Cafe, we had a big 31 mile day ahead of us. Squad was as follows: Zohan, Tank Top and Camp Post, Ass Ripper and Sugar Mitts, Alex and Ben, Fomo, Rip and myself. The hike itself wasn't too exciting, we walked all day along one long ridge overlooking a canyon with The Hat and Burney Mountain watching our steps along the way. Good thing was that we finally walked out of the remnants of Dixie fire, so the scenery was all green and fallen trees not as prevalent. Just after 5pm we managed to reach Highway 299 from which we fairly quickly got a hitchhike to town, tonight's destination was Word of Life Assembly of God church,...