We hiked today! But not as far as we set out to. Single Malt stubbed his toe pretty bad on a rock last night so we decided to take it slower. After 12 or so miles we stopped at the Guzzler. It's a concrete slab that collects rain into a tank.
I walked ahead a half mile to where a flowing creek was reported. Sure enough, they're rare and look like a hidden oasis in this desert. I stuck my feet in a pool and waited for the others to catch up. Doesn't look like much in this picture but it was pretty great. Washed my shirt and socks too, nothing like a soaked shirt to keep you cool.
We ended up spending a couple hours here enjoying the cool shade. Oh and speaking of socks, problems have appeared.
We walked on in the late afternoon with only a few more miles planned. We came across a water cache on the way, bathed appropriately in beams of light. Scarecrow had signed the log just yesterday. I may catch back up with him in a few days if I hurried.
Camped now in the most perfect looking, picturesque spot I've ever seen. It's seriously outdoor gear catalogue photo worthy. Unfortunately the sun was going down fast and I'm no professional photographer. Here's the best I could do.