Note that the text of this post is actually from April 3, when I had to camp by Cottonwood Creek.
-----------It is 9:44 pm. I am settling in for bed, serenaded by a chorus of frogs who are resident at the creek that I am camped near.
So, all is well on the PCT, right?
Well, I am a mile and a half or so off the trail. And I could have finished my water at mile 10. I am that one and a half miles off mile 15.4 or thereabouts.
Lesson learned, bring more water and less food. And pay attention to the distances between water. And especially pay attention to the water report.
In the end a good day, but my first day on the trail could have been less of a death march to this creek if I had thought ahead a bit more.