Day 3 of the hike was to be as Bob called it, a leg burner. A test of the resolve of any flatlander. Well I am
proud to say, I passed, with the help of Vitamin IB. The guys kept asking me if I had a headache. lol
My kitchen. I think after seeing the Caldera Cone and Bushbuddy in action at this hang, I'm leaning that way.
We made Horseshoe Gultch, the last water until we finish, at around 3pm I think. We all took a much needed
"packs off" break on the side of a hill and those that needed water for the night and the next day filtered water from
the stream. We knew there was supposed to be a campsite close. Jim had come to be lead hiker, followed by
Mike. Them being the 2 fastest hikers, they reached break spots before anyone else, sometimes by a big margin.
While the rest of us chilled on the hill, Jim said he'd scout out a site that a biker told us about .25 mile
down the trail that seemed to agree with info from the CT data book. Well, Jim had been gone a good
30 minutes, the weather was looking like it could dump just any time. I think the consensus was that Jim was
going to come back and let everyone know what he found. There was talk going around that surely, as fast
a hiker as he is he'd be back by now. Surely he wouldn't have started setting up his own camp if he'd found something,
leaving us hanging here on this sidehill with it about to dump on us. Pretty quick it was decided we'd better
head off to find him and find "ourselves" somewhere to camp.
Sure enough about 1/4 mile down the trail was the site the biker had told us about, and Jim, setting up his camp. I
thought that was so funny. LOL
The rest of us set up in the rain, but it's all good. LOL Just razzin ya buddy. Payback for saddling me with the
trail name of "Damed Hoosier Texan". I'll let you tell that story. LOL
The Damed Hoosier Texan