Hiked to Three Mile. Got a later start than usual: about 7, but it was coolish because of last night's storm. Only 80 degrees at Three Mile at 8:00 AM. That's progress.

Kilroy Lunes was here: you are not anymore. Left your name at Three Mile and now it's gone. Thus strikes the graffittinator and her squirt bottle of doom.

Picked up a long sleeved shirt, two hand towels, two wash clothes (these guys must be really into cleanliness or something), a water bottle, two straws, and a couple of goo packets. Stay off the trail for a few days and it goes to hell.

Though, I know the river companies have guides up and down each day, and groups like Four Seasons, and in fact, the Field Institute is on the trail, so am I the only one who picks up this crap?