Still letting the knee heal up in Chester. It got markedly better in the past two days, so I'm going to wait it out on the trail. I may still skip up 100 miles or so. I've been on a regimen of icing, popping Advils, and doing quad sets that strengthen my inner quads to correct my knee tracking. It's not 💯 yet, but it's at the point where heading back to Southern California wouldn't be worth it.
Finally met Rabies yesterday. He's 16 and trying to set a record as the youngest unsupported thru-hiker. Tea Time was a profoundly bored Israeli hiker waiting for a pick up from his girlfriend. I watched him walk into the field and attempt a handstand before toppling over. Smoked some incredibly strong hash with Butterscotch, whose standard refrain on any female hiker is, "She was looking sexy." Everyone's in great shape at this point so I can't disagree. Animal Style, whom I haven't seen since Whitney, showed us his tattered flag of Israel. He's got a spare hanging off his pack
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