The Restaurant Breakfast has become a celebrated event. Filled with confidence and well-being we find a ride back to the trailhead with no effort. A wild looking group in an old pickup offers to take us while their laundry dries. They are travelling the country gathering herbs and spreading the Proclamation of Peace.

Our bodies seem to love the challenge of the mountains. We’re soon back over Kearsarge Pass, and by late afternoon Glen Pass. Darkness finds us at the Rae Lakes, where there is a solitary patch of grass for us to sleep on.