Everything is flat. I woke to coffee already made and sat in the recliner and be an playing records while looking at the opening times for the post office, grocery, and outfitter while chatting with some fellas who were about to catch a shuttle to go mountain biking for the day. I was to ship home my ice axe and a few unnecessary clothing items home, pick up some Aqua Mira chemical water treatment to replace my defunct/frozen Sawyer Squeeze water filter, and resupply from the Safeway not far away.

Wire Rims stopped by early to drop some free food off. I ended up not having to buy no more than 1.5 days of food for the next, potentially 7-8 day section to the town of Breckenridge, CO. Shortly after I talked with my good friend Chris from art school for the first time .

Salida is rad town. It had a massive "S" outlined with bright white lights at night that flipped to a big red heart every 10 seconds or so. Street performers, dressed in what looked to be tin foil, wheeled around a boom box in a shopping cart while making sidewalkers feel awkward as they walked to their destinations.

I leave early from the hostel tomorrow morning in a taxi that I'm splitting with Sherpa C and Wire Rims at 7am.