A mechanic in the rain
After breakfast of a peanut butter sandwich and coffee the morning sun motivated me. I walk 13 miles up and down large hills. The lone walker approached carrying a large back pack and a tent slung round his waist. Iv’e been waking for two and a half years”, he related. “I started in Mexico City, walked more than 10,000 miles, and when I reach Deadhorse I am finally going back to my home in Switzerland.” I felt very inadequate compared to this true trekker.
I returned to repair the ATV trailer and then the rain came hared and furious. Covered with mud I ate pretzels smothered with peanut butter. Carefully I read the directions and for the first time in my life used a tire plug kit to repair the tire and with a small compressor plugged into the campers lighter inflated the tire. More rain. I returned to the river bank for another night in the camper and a second can of ravioli. I wondered if I was loosing weight.