(Daily Mi: 20.1) Grim water notes at the register at the first shelter.

Truly grateful to find a couple of gallons left at a trailhead about ten miles in by one the maintainers. Where would I be without trail angels?

Met up with Brother lolling in the heat by a roadhead about 2 miles from the shelter. I rolled a cigarette and Brother did the same.

Debated heading to Rusty's Hard Time Hollow which is down the road, but I have just taken a full zero and Brother is getting back on after a break and both decide to move on South.

Walk together over the last steep little series of knobs.

Very shallow stream at the shelter. Have to bandana filter to get something close to consumable.<br />