Tracy complained in the afternoon that I had been listening to podcasts, picking berries and taking pics, moving at the speed of a 100 yr old, losing valuable time. True, I wasn't going at my normal pace, but clusters of iced blueberries are very hard to resist. Plus, Radio 4's Desert Island Discs is very soothing and a brusque pace would be jarring to the senses. And, even if the light isn't good for taking view shots, there are occasional bursts of color, like weird mushrooms or moss right next to the trail that are worth taking pictures of.
Later Tracy was just behind me when she fell in the river. I immediately, without thought of personal discomfort, plunged my right foot into the icy water in order to pull her up. Fortunately, she wasn't hurt, she just banged her hand and wet her gloves. Her feet remained dry.
We had total elevation gains of 8,000 ft today and lots of descents. When it started to snow at 6 ish we decided to call it a day. After dark we were joined at our campsite by Shredder, whom Tracy has been calling "Cheddar".
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