Thursday, April 21, 2016

395 to Bishop

April 18, Poolside at the Nugget after a long weekend at the Highland Games, virus took its toll. Still knackered.
April 19, slept the entire day. Full body slam. Think the virus caught up with me full force.
April 20, better today, still shaky. Ugh.
April 21, Still feeling wonky, ambled around Bishop like a new laid egg (after the sweats had their way with me, others seem to have this virus too. It mimics hay fever. But it's a sneaky lying bastard). Stepped outside and was gobsmacked by beauty. Twice beauty, mountain ranges on either side. I sat and simply drooled over the mountains. In a muddle in the middle of it all. The road beckons.

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