Our third day of retracing our own steps through overgrown trails. Unable to find the path we were trying to follow, we decided to head back to Apgar to regroup.
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| My view ever morning: Laini's head poking out of her sleeping back, and our essential gear of bear spray, glasses, and headlamps. |
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| self timer pic - proud of ourselves for hanging our food safely away from bears and other animals! |
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| steep climb. no views. :/ |
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| grateful for a bridge and dry feet |
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| one of many snack breaks |
As night was falling, we made it back to Apgar Visitor Center with aching feet and nowhere to sleep. We walked to the nearby Apgar Campground and wandered around, half hoping to miraculously find an empty campsite and half hoping someone nice would let us stay with them.
Lo and behold, a kind woman named Susan saw us looking forlorn and bedraggled, and invited us to share her site. We cooked dinner in silence once more and I mustered up enough energy to jot a few lines in my journal for the first time on the entire trip thus far.
Starting the next day, things were on the up and up.
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