I take that back.
For the first time ever we turned around and went back – it just wasn’t worth it.
Late in the afternoon, just as we were doing our final packing, a wind picked up. I don’t mean a breeze – I mean a rip-rouring, awning-busting wind. We packed up and left anyway.
Three miles later we made it to the main highway, took one look at the flags flapping wildly, and turned around. There was no sense in fighting that headwind.
The way we figured it, we would have made it ten miles or so, but that’s about it. Given how remote this area is, and the lack of availability of food, it seemed pointless to waste a whole night’s food for a mere ten miles.
We are now back at Kevin and
Miles today: 6
Miles to date: 751