Day 2
Mornings were the only time we could enjoy camping, as the mosquitos were still sleeping. Even the beginning of the hike was very pleasant, lots of ponds and great views. The later it got in the day, the worse it got. The first 20k were great, after that I was just walking in the G mode. We got more and more tired, the body was hurting more and more, and we had to hike faster and faster to runscape the vampires. I was trying to hike as far as I could, because it meant less miles the next day. Also, there was nothing to look forward to at the end of the day, besides being able to sit inside the tent away from the mosquitos.
After 33k, pain and frustration became unbearable. I was extremely tired and I started crying. That made me feel a little better. We were still a couple of miles away from the camp.
After 35k, with less than 1k left to the camp I started walking very slowly, everything was hurting so badly, I thought my knees would break. Jonas took away my backpack. That made me cry even more, not only I was still in pain, but giving up the backpack was like failing the mission. Plus, Jonas now had to carry 2 packs.
After we got to camp, I went straight to the tent. I barely ate anything, I was too tired and just wanted to go to sleep.
We met Al at the campsite, too bad I was too tired to come out to listen to his stories. He have been coming to the area for the past 74 or so years since he was 7. He catches fish for dinner, makes the fire and sleeps under the stars.
Before falling asleep I got to listen to the Loon, I don't think I have heard it before, it sounded really cool.