Rampart Ridge

The fog softens the landscape around us.

Speaking of sublime, Micki is at this very moment having breakfast in bed.  I heated up some oatmeal for them as a treat and an enticement for Micki to eat. She didn't eat much yesterday, so Mica happily ended up with double portions.  At the rate the oatmeal is disappearing, I’d say Micki is making up the difference.

Mica Eiger is outside, sitting at the edge of ‘the veranda’ begging for more. She evidently needs some sort of assurance that I will not let Micki eat all the remaining oatmeal.

Our camp. The bright yellow thing is the vestibule, or our 'veranda.'

‘The veranda’ is a nifty vestibule that I bought before this trip.  It is specifically designed for the Light Dimension tent and fits over the front door, extending out about three feet.  It creates a lovely sheltered area for wet boots, the ‘kitchen’ supplies, and wet dogs. 

It is good to have a day to rest up, because am I ever sore!  I underestimated the physical side effects that would result from yesterday’s free-for-all butt glissade!  But, boy was it ever fun at the time!  The other small physical ailment that has arisen is that my nose is quite burned, even though I wore my hat constantly the last three days and improvised a tinfoil nose guard for yesterday's intense sun. I look like some sort of goofy rodeo clown with a big red nose.

I changed clothes yesterday and rinsed out my dirty set. That was before we left for our day hike. They had been dried by the sun when we returned. Just like going to the laundromat! And it's a good thing that I did this yesterday because the temperatures have fluctuated 40° in the last 24 hours, dropping into the mid-40’s, which is where we are now.

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