December 11, 2005:
At the top of the pass we slept on the porch of the ranger station in pouring rain, where I had a vicious nightmare that the devil was mocking me, telling me I was his, and there was nothing I could do.
At the top of the pass we slept on the porch of the ranger station in pouring rain, where I had a vicious nightmare that the devil was mocking me, telling me I was his, and there was nothing I could do.