A quarter of the trail behind us, and for the first time in a long time, my head feels… quiet.
500 miles. I still can’t believe it.
We woke up to a breezy, chilly morning. Temperatures dropped a lot over the past few days, and it’s hard to go back to cold after getting used to warm, cozy mornings. Fuego, as always, brings me coffee while I’m still in my sleeping bag, which at this point feels like a level of luxury I probably don’t deserve. …
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