March 29
Mileage: zero

A wild windstorm blows in during the night and rattles the motel and when we wake it’s ice-cold and the forecast calls for freezing rain in the desert everywhere. We’d planned on zeroing in 2 days when we get back here for our next resupply but it’ll be sunny then and it’s awful today and if we hike out we’ll be fighting our way up the Dirty Devil river in the freezing rain, and the river is opaque and you can’t see the quicksand and that sounds potentially dangerous? so fuck it, let’s zero.

For the rest of the day I lay in bed a lot doing phone errands, eat at each restaurant in town (plus some gas station food)… and that’s pretty much it. So rest. Much awesome. Wow.

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