5th June Monday

Pagoda Springs, Wolf Creek Pass

I’m  alive, full of energy as it’s a town day.  6 o’clock and I was all packed and ready to go, even before Ken  and that’s a first. Usually I’m 10 minutes behind him and it doesn’t  matter how hard I try, Ken’s always waiting for me, but the last 4 days of snow walking has taken its toll and he’s in need of good food and rest.

My trail-runners are getting tight to put on, they say your feet swell up to an extra size when on the trail and at times I really struggle  putting them on, so I made myself a shoe horn from an empty tuna packet.