Man, I hate road walking. Pavement just kills my feet when I’m wearing a heavy pack. I don’t like taking breaks on the side of the road so there’s rarely any rest either. I didn’t have one break longer than fifteen minutes today.
A ranger stopped and talked to me around lunch time. I have a feeling someone called him about the girl who looks like she might be backpacking but is really just walking on the side of the road. I feel sketchy walking through all this private land, so I’m sure I look sketchy. Everything is posted against trespassing and there’s no apparent reason anyone would be walking on the roads I was on. At least they were less busy than yesterday.
I had a couple of dogs follow me, barking, for almost a mile. They stayed at least twenty feet back, and ran even farther back every time I turned around, so it’s not like they were threatening. But it shows how rare someone walking by is.
I made it 17.7 miles down the route, and then went .3 miles off route, to another small parcel of state forest by 5:00. I don’t think I could have gone a step farther. It’s a lot brushier than last night’s forest so it took me a little longer to find a decent tent spot. I sat just resting my feet a bit before eating.
It sprinkled very shortly a couple of times today and it started raining soon after dinner. Luckily I was already cleaned up and laying down. It’s very early to be in a tent for the night but I have books I can read on my phone. There are coyotes making noise nearby and I can hear dogs barking back at them.