A slower pace to the start of day two with many walkers waking up with aches, pains and blisters. But the day itself turned out to be gorgeous. There were clouds hanging around and a few light sprinkles in some areas but, in the end, the sunshine won. By the time we made it to Sunset Cliffs (one of the most stunning parts of the route) it was nothing short of a gorgeous fall day.
Thanks to all those who came out and cheered us on Saturday. Your red vines, chocolates and home baking are always appreciated. And I'm not saying any of the groups were offering things like Jello shots - because I'm sure that would be breaking all kinds of rules - but I'm sure they were, I mean "would be" delicious.
I think more than anything, I was so pleased and relieved to return to camp to find the sea of pink tents still intact and walkers settling in for a good rest. Last year's storm saw the Komen village nearly wiped out huge puddles of water across the grass. By Saturday night a good number of the tents were simply gone - taken down as those camping in them sought drier lodgings. I really made me sad because, for so many, the camping is such a huge part of the experience. Well, this year the experience lives on. Hurray!
I'm feeing a little sore tonight and getting ready to ice my knees before getting a good night's sleep. But I remain blister free and am more than thankful for that. I look forward to tomorrow when we set out on that last 20 miles - headed for Petco Park and the always moving closing ceremonies. And I'm putting in a request to Matt Baylow (since I rescued his forgotten cell phone from Pit Stop 5 today - oh yes, Baylow lost his phone!!!!) - that we again tilt the odds in favor of the sun.
