Today is a bit of a rest day–only 20 miles to our next campsite. We want to rest up a bit before ascending Washington Pass tomorrow, the last mountain pass we’ll climb in the North Cascades.
A rest day means sleeping in a bit in the tent. Kait was kind enough to get up just long enough to make us each some coffee in her Jetboil. Now I have as much time as I want to sit in the tent, listen to the birds sing, listen to the river flow by.
A morning like this is good for thought. I could care less what’s going on in the world outside of this campsite. All that has to happen, right now, is to be present, in this tent, grateful that my daughter wanted to make me some coffee.