Today is the last day. As I write this, I am in a shelter 2/3rd of the way from last nights shelter and THE END.
We calculated yesterday's walk to be 17 miles. Very tough indeed.
I feel good today though have no appetite. Zero. Wonder if I have a parasite?
Is raining today. Pouring in fact. I am dry.
Already did 6.8 miles. I have another 4 miles until comfort and safety.
All in all did I enjoy it? At the time of this writing: no. I feel a sense of great accomplishment but who friggin cares.