Miles hiked: 22.06 (2162.89 to 2184.95)
Elevation: +5637/-6119
Giant green slugs in trail: 22

Washington has not yet begun to appeal to me. I woke up to a steep, steady climb that brought out long-forgotten shin splints.  After a few miles, I twisted the Hell out of my ankle, falling down atop it after I turned it.  It has developed swelling from the arch up in a little one inch semicircle.  Oh, and it hurts just a bit.  Along with the neuroma, capsilitis, squished bunion and wierd top of foot tendon pain that my right foot has been exhibiting for the last 2184 miles. A couple miles after the ankle, a yellowjacket bit me twice in the back of my right calf.  Enough bitching, right?

There are lovely damned ferns and moss-encrusted trees and lots of garter snakes.  Any Minute has caught three already, all brightly striped and agile.  I am camped next to a loud, clear stream, Trout Creek, and am happy to have the music of water to put me to sleep. Tomorrow must be better.