Tuesday, April 30, 2019 – 13.60 miles
I woke this morning to thick blowing mist that blocked views and wet my glasses until mid-afternoon. Again I wasn’t feeling the trail, so I listened to audiobooks, finishing Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence. It was a fun book because I was constantly thinking ‘WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE’. The eyes of the universally ridiculous characters were constantly glinting or flaming with various emotions; even the cows had glittering eyes (they would, though). The wrestling scene floored me with its seemingly blatant homoeroticism between two men both in relationships with women at the time. Possibly Lawrence’s intention was to portray a non-sexual act between men that parallels the intimacy of a sexual relationship, but I at least have to suspect that Lawrence was ‘winking happy thoughts into a little tiddle cup’, as Humbert Humbert would say. Anyway, I wanted to inject myself into the novel as another character who just says ‘gurl bye’ and walks away during each scene. The revised novel would be panned by literary critics, but sometimes sacrifices have to be made to support my pointless whims.
I ran into Alli and Thor. It was nice to see them doing well.
At Bear Guzzler, which has a roof that provides some shelter, I used a Gatorade bottle attached to a long stick to collect clear and good-tasting water. Later on I saw a trickling stream with a pool, the first in ages I’ve seen without green gunk in it, and I checked out Maxwell Guzzler, which was full with water that looked okay.
eTrails describes the vicinity of Maxwell Guzzler as Maxwell Trail Camp and references ‘lots of good camping’, but I couldn’t see many potential sites. Nonetheless I was ready to stop, and especially ready to stop on my favourite surface of pine needles, so I found a flattish place and set up camp. Hoping for sun tomorrow!
