We awake rested and restored in Wrightwood. I fetch last night’s pizza from the mini fridge. The tomatoes are frosty, but I attempt to eat the pizza anyways.
We meet Chef at the local breakfast place. He came down from the trail this morning and he said it was frigidly cold last night. Although we’re sad we missed the section, we’re pleased to be restored today, ready to walk. Chef’s friend won’t be here until around noon, so after breakfast we all go sit outside at the coffeeshop, soaking up the sun. I sip on a fresh lemonade. Chef orders some crazy milkshake concoction, that’s more delicious than I’ve ever seen. We meet a small dog named Steven. He’s sits in the sun, panting.
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