- The obvious cold that traveled deep into my bones.
- The worries that I would surely get hypothermia and freeze to death.
- The noises I kept hearing: the wind, bugs in my ears, leaves rustling, squirrels, and the imaginary bear and moose I thought I heard.
- Not being able to get comfortable and always being afraid of moving for surely the hammock would fall.
- The worries about a bear getting into my poorly hung food bad and thus not having any food for the next day.
- The worries that because I was unable to treat my water (the solution was empty), my throat hurt and it felt like I couldn't breathe. It would surely close up and I would die without anyone knowing until Saturday.
- I had to pee.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Things that kept me up all night: