Day 610:
I reached the top of a mountain today.
Turns out I’m south of the mountain I was aiming for — that one’s within hiking distance from this stairwell I dug. Where “hiking distance” means “I’m going to ruin a lot of boots climbing these rocks”.
Anyway, it was a very cold rain and wind on top of the mountain I was on. (I feel like I should name it. Stairwell Mountain maybe?) And the snow line is just a few feet from where I stood, above the trees.
There’s no sign of life in any direction I look.
I’m going to set up camp here for the night and then in the morning go hike the other mountain, the actual Big Mountain, and see if I find anything there.
Cold, rainy, and deserted definitely isn’t what I was hoping for, though, I have to say.