In Regards to 5/13

Yesterdays wind storm lasted several hours and into the night. I couldn't even read in my tent, my fingers were freezing. Later on I stepped out to piss. The wind had blown away all the clouds. The sky overhead was full of magnificent stars but the temperature had dropped well below freezing. I couldn't stay up for long so it was back to bed. The cold winds forced me to bundle up harder than ever before.

I slept late again. I just can't rise without some warmth. With nobody to motivate me I rely on the sun. Finally it heats up my tent and I roll out. Todays morning preparations include packing old clothes at the bottom of my bag. Before saddling up I gather wood and build a fire ring. If it's nice this evening I'll return and light a fire, watch the sun set, hopefully see some stars and night hike back to my camp.

Today's hike to find my current camp was weird. I had a headache the whole time, perhaps as a result of sleeping downhill. I had scouted a nice looking spot from Perfecto Ridge but today it eluded me. I eventually came across another nice ridge and called it camp.

An excursion to the lake took an hour. What's more I couldn't see my current camp from any vantage. I'm calling this place Camp Stealth because it cannot be seen.

Clouds have rolled in. I don't think I'm getting the sunset I wanted. Scratch the fire and night hike. Perhaps tomorrow night will prove more favorable.