Shopping and moving day, all in one. The state law said I could camp on public land for two weeks before I had to move, but I struck off four days from that because I didn't have all that much storage for foodstuffs and waste. Every ten days I'd venture back into civilization and pick up supplies, and if I got lucky, a little busking.
looks like I'll be back on gravel and stone tonight, camping among the
boulders in a tree-less gulley. I hate these stops, these unlucky draws,
but getting settled--despite my minimal luggage--was a
time-consuming-enough exercise that I stayed for the full duration.
Entry written 2015-01-22