The terrain became more rolling. Meanwhile, the heat continued to sap my strength.
We stopped for water at a spring. I gulped down some water before carrying the rest about eight-tenths of a mile to our campsite. I arrived there at 5 p.m., not far behind the others.
I was worn out and went to bed early. There wasn’t enough energy left in me to stay up with the tramily. They were reading aloud from the romance novel they bought in Wrightwood.
From my tent I could hear them jump ahead in the story to find the sexy parts, but I don’t think they were successful in finding many.
Along with being tired, I have lately started to develop a cough. I’m presuming it is caused by desert dust and pollen. Maybe this was why I was feeling more tired than usual.
Whatever was going on, I don’t think it was caused by poodle dog bush.