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June 21, 2003. Saturday.

Boy Scouts (Troop 146), Wind, Desert, Canyon

Stopped at: near Gamble Spring Canyon, mile 545.9   Miles today: 19.1

A truck went by on the dirt road paralleling the aquaduct, and I decided to make for the trail once again. The sun had been out for over an hour, but the wind kept me quite cool so I was able to sleep after sunrise.

I had a strange dream after dawn: From where I camped, I walked into a small town and entered a convenience store. I asked the lady clerk where I was, and when she started naming the streets, I interrupted by mentioning I didn't need to the know the names, just how to get someplace. She became indifferent as well as the other customers in line. I wasn't going to receive any more assistance inside the store because of my sudden rudeness.

Outside, I noticed a bearded African-American man, who was just in the store moments earlier, walking assisted on 2 crutches. I asked politely, "Does following the aqua duct lead me along the PCT?" He answered, "Yes it does."

I understood this dream and what my subconscious was revealing completely. Last night I wasn't sure if I was still following the PCT because I hadn't seen a posted marker in a long while. I felt as though I was on the right track nevertheless.

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