Delicious, life-giving, grey water.

I pour some water out of my black water bag into a pot; it too is grey. Hmmm... I've been drinking untreated water all day and didn't find it objectionable at all. Now I just have to hope that the gallon or two of untreated water that I've drank won't make me ill!

I can't just spontaneously end my trip because I'm about 20 bike miles and a couple of ridges away from Park Headquarters. I don't have enough propane to boil all my drinking water, but I am carrying iodine tablets for emergency water purification. I may end up using them.

Tonight's supper is beef jerky with Trader Joe's boil-in-bag lentil biriyani (great stuff). The pouch is so warm from being in my tent that I question whether I need to heat it up further. But I conclude that it will probably taste better hot than luke-warm, so I do boil it for five minutes. This leaves me with a pot of hot boiled water that I can safely drink.

It's a beautiful warm evening and my boiled water remains hot. Tasty! Around 23h, I step outside to walk around the campsite under the moonlight with no shirt on.

It's still hot inside the tent and drinking one final cup of hot water before going to bed is making me sweat. But I'm tired and still very happy to be here, so I know I'll sleep well, sweating or not.

Continue to Day 6: Jackrabbit Lake to Pacheco Camp.