One point eight miles long
Hiking the windcaves? Worth it.
We were all troopers.
Guys, we are IN. THE. WEST.
Today was catch up on my physical fitness day. I haven’t really worked out (definitely) since the road trip started and also before that. Today I ran 3 miles with Jenn and a friend through a cool/crazy/rocky little trail and just tried not to trip and hurt myself.
Right after that we headed to Cache National Forest for a hike up to the windcaves. It was hard! The altitude was hard on our lungs, but we got used to it after a while and were all really glad that we had stayed committed and made it to the cave! Pickle slept the whole way up and quite enjoyed the journey down. I think she loved riding on the back…much like the African baby she watches in her BABIES movie (at 1:27)
After our morning of fun it was time to catch up on some logistics. First I showered, because I hadn’t showered since the evening of Day 11. I started smelling like a homeless person who then ran 3 miles and hiked 4 more–it was something special.
Then I cleaned the clothes! Laundromat–good times—it’s been a long time since I laundromatted. Finally I gave Bessie a proper cleaning inside and out. She looks like a new woman.Pickle has a new word that she repeats over and over again: Uh-Oh. We found another temple–only 1 of 8 without the Angel Moroni. The girls initiated Reilly into the Uncle club and I ate a well-earned Pork Salad at Cafe Rio. Delicioso!