My day started today with a big grey bird staring me in the face. I accidentally left a few granola bar wrappers out in my pack, and he must have been attracted to those. In any case, I opened my eyes, and there he was, staring back. He then panicked, and flew upward into the roof of the tarp. It took him a few seconds to figured out how to get out. And then, of course, I was awake.
The trail climbed over blackhawk pass in the morning, but spent most of the rest of the day in clearcuts and on logging roads, so there wasn't much reason to stop - except for the cooler of beer someone from Durango left out for CT thru-hikers. Ahh.. PBR....
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