Sept. 23, 2009

Still at Esja. Raining and lazy, don´t know what time it is, but pretty sure I slept through most of the day. Nothing wrong with staying another night. Rain finally stops. Convince myself to get up. Thirsty, so I walk down to the stream, rinse my bowl, and then have my fill. Top off my water bladder and hope I don't get sick. Hop across the highway to the ocean, walk around the muck, keeping an eye out for mussels/clams. Find one of each, neither too sizeable, head back to the rocks before the incoming tide traps me. A true feast for dinner: 1 mussel, 1 clam(both raw), one packet of Rice Sides(cheddar+broccoli), all mixed together in ice-cold mountain water. Let it sit for an hour to soften the rice, then....cruch, cruch, slurp. Its not too often that I disgust myself, but here I am. Can't wait precious calories though. It will be a miracle if my insides don't explode.