Memories from May 26
The trail out of Lander’s camp was well decorated though perhaps not with the same quality of curation that the trail in seemed to be.
The land grew drier, though in fits and spurts and the views eventually began to remind me of the cover are on sci-fi novels.
Took a siesta from about 2 to 4 in the shade of a large Joshua tree.
Passed a water cache. There are supposed to be three in this 42 mile waterless stretch but I’m carrying 8 liters of water so I didn’t take any.
Camped just at the top of a hill where a rock outcropping sheltered my spot from the wind. On the way up the hill I’d decided to take the first campsite I found after the climb. Unfortunately an older German lady named Claudia had had the same idea but fortunately there was a small site where I could cowboy camp a few yards behind hers. Over dinner I learned that she’s been traveling for the last three years living out of a modified Toyota 4×4.