07.23.2012 - 07.23.2012
A bright, sunny day! I think this is the day that killed our skin.
Looking a bit nervous
I love love love the wooden walkways
It's a land of small, boulder-dwelling, mythical creatures
A nice little bit of fog
Ah, some snow melt (infested with a parasite that spreads through fox feces)
So many rocks...
SO MANY ROCKS!
So many rocks
No more rocks
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I miss Yoshi already. He sent us an emissary this afternoon--a friendly middle-aged man who had blood on his teeth. "Are you two by chance from San Francisco? I met a man..." He wanted to make sure we would be all right climbing the mountain, that we wouldn't get lost. We assured him we wouldn't. At that time I was still in fairly high spirits. Then, before he left, he told us to keep a look out for the pika, who like to make their home in the boulders. They give off a high whistling squeal. He tried to imitate it but couldn't, and we all laughed.
Tomorrow is our last day of hiking. Almost all of it will be downhill--we drop 1,400 meters. You can imagine my worry.
Yet, today was one of the most picturesque days of hiking so far. And, while I'm worn down, I don't think I'm quite as exhausted as I expected to be. Also, no tears on the trail this time.