After squeezing every drop of water we can we from my clogged filter, we are offered a free drink by the two men with assault rifles in the cabin near McIvers Spring. They even sweeten the offer somewhat with scrambled eggs and cheese sandwiches. That’s it for us though, no more filter, no more fuel for boiling. Until we get to Walker Pass and find a fresh filter, a gallon of water, and some power bars taped to a tree with a note from Pete’s mom. Amazing.