RIP Sony Cybershot

Thursday, June 19
Mile 926?, Red's Meadow

Today was rough. I'm too exhausted for details, but the big thing is that my camera is now sitting in a watery grave some miles before Silver Pass. It was sitting in a hip belt pocket with a broken zipper as a stumbled over a waterfall going over the trail. I dropped my trekking pole and when I bent to pick it up, out tumbles my camera, plopping unceremoniously and irretrievably into the swirling stream.

My camera's watery grave

800 miles of pictures, gone just like that... It's hard to accept, but what else can I do? At least I still have phone pictures, but I'm bummed. Out of spite, I hauled another 28-miler to Red's Meadow. At least tomorrow will bring some good meals and friends to lighten the load.

Sunset just before Reds. Made it! If only out of frustration.