On The Border

As it took me most of the day to get to the PCT’s southern terminus I’ll bd camping here in my bivy tonight. I could walk across the border in all of thirty seconds if there wasn’t a fence in the way. The sameness of both sides as far as the topography is concerned illustrates much of the silliness of border politics.

The area has what one would expect; a delicate and desolate beauty.

Now I’m going to read a bit of a book on my kindle app and then get some sleep as soon as the sun drops. It is already getting a little chilly, so I need to hunker down soon.

Stay tuned for mote thrilling updates tomorrow!