Ch. 110 – Hot Springs & Healing

I took two steps this morning before I realized how much it hurt to walk. My achilles and calf muscle in my left leg felt like someone had snipped them overnight, leaving me with a good limp as I walked to retrieve my bear can. We had twenty miles to do today. I’d have to push through.

Boostie woke up (involuntarily, I might add) and felt miserable. It was more of a mental misery than physical, but he got out of his tent and said, “I think I’m good. I’m done.” After sitting around for an hour and debating our options, we decided to do a three-mile road walk, hitch into Carson, and stay at a resort with a hot springs. That seemed like it might heal both of our ailments – the physical, and the mental.

Our road walk – with a few fall colors showing through!

Frodo continued on the trail, deciding to reconnect with us in Trout Lake. So, just the two of us, we walked the three miles to the main road. Both of us noticed red and yellow leaves dotting along the road. It must be fall!

At the main road, we quickly got a hitch. The second truck to drive by stopped and made room for us on the bench seat up front. He had two dogs in the back, both of which rested their heads on our shoulders for the duration of the drive. Boostie had some drool on his shirt afterwards, but as a big dog-lover, I don’t think he cared at all!

Our brews in Carson, WA.

The man giving us the hitch recommended a brewery in Carson, so he dropped us off there. We had coffee just a couple buildings down while we waited for the brewery to open, and then had lunch at the brewery! I had one of the best kombuchas I’ve ever tasted along with my meal, and it felt extra refreshing.

Once we officially booked our room at the hotel, we walked the 1.5 mile trek to the resort. I spent the evening – other than dinner time – in bed, relaxing. I took a shower, obviously, but after that I did not want to move a muscle.