Stealth camp on Cascade head
phill Gravel Road on Cascade head. What a nightmare. At least the highway. And I was bitten by a yappy little dog on the beach who I tried to say hello to! He was not a good boy. Fortunately I found the trail on Cascade head with no problem and found a nice campsite about a mile down where I spent a very restful evening. I heard a bull elk whistling nearby and shortly after a cow elk and two calves slipped through the forest not far from my Camp. I don't think they even knew I was there. This afternoon, however, finds me becalmed in Lincoln City. I was on the beach in front of the Inn at Spanish Head When I look down at my bum leg and decided the swelling was just too much and I needed to stop. I am now in a very nice mom and pop motel and will probably be here for two nights. I'm icing and elevating and generally trying to stay off it. The hardest part will be not moving around. When I get bored I go walking. Better to try to fix this thing now than let it ruin my whole walk though. Anyway, I'll keep you posted.
The left one is the bad boy.
That does look swollen. That is probably a sign to give it a rest. Great story about the elk around your camp--that's just how stealth it was. Heal up!
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