Paxton NE, 12 Miles
Once again, I got drenched last night… not by the rain, but by the sprinkler system. This time I just dealt with it and laid in a wet tent.
For some reason, I just have had an extra difficult time getting my feet to walk down the road. It just seems like the further west that I get, the slower I walk. It couldn’t be because of the lack of food or sleep or having walked 650 miles… could it? Hmmmm….
I would usually give an update as to my physical condition, but everything still is the same and everything still hurts, so instead of beating a dead horse… I hurt.
I was just given a surprise gift(s) from two wonderful people here in Paxton. Phyllis Peak gave me some wonderful jerky that I will be consuming in the days ahead and also Matt Bergen gave me a package of dry cured bacon, the kind that I lost a number of weeks ago because of the multiple rain storms that have plagued me. Both will be consumed with pleasure, but I still have a craving for more ice cream… DQ… Also, Shirley made me a 10 oz loaf of sour dough that I will get to eat tomorrow.
I also went through a grasshopper infestation this afternoon. There were thousands upon thousands of them. I’ll post the photo asap.