Day 192

I survived some rain last night and my tent and tarp around LT Dan held up great. The rain clouds in the distance were beautiful but scary. Something big was brewing. I still had a full day of walking. I was scheduled to arrive at the hotel on the Utah/Nevada border this evening. Little did I know that this would turn out to me the hardest day of my whole walk.

 

High winds and scary clouds all damn day. Not to mention more hills that I wasn’t expecting. Domino was dragging and so was I. I knew that we would both be able to recover though, once we got to this place. I pushed and pushed and tried to hold it together.

 

I walked through this weird town called Eskdale. It was more of a commune than a town really. I have a feeling that it’s probably a polygamist camp. I wouldn’t know though. I didn’t see anyone. I just walked right through it. The wind kicking my ass and driving me bonkers. The last 8 miles were literally the hardest of the whole trip. A huge storm was coming and I knew that my best choice was to just keep going. I was probably only moving at 1 mph because of the wind. It was long and difficult but I finally made it.

 

I went in and was breathing hard and realized that I as yelling as I was talking to the owner of the establishment. She was used to travelers coming in tired off the road though. In fact, that was her main business. I booked a room for one night and told her I’d probably stay for another. She told me that it was a good thing that I made it when I did because there was a flash flood warning in the area and it was about to get nailed. She didn’t me to tell me as I was staring at the storm all day trying my hardest to beat it.

 

I got into the room and shook all off the last few days struggles off while Domino laid in bed with me.