12:00
Last night was restless due to a moose cavorting in teh water by the boat landing. He was steps outside Nicholas' tent and gave some noisy grunts before splashing among the lily pads.
We stayed awake for some time before falling asleep again. We woke up to a steady dirzzling rain that has been going on for the last 5-6 hours. It is noon as I write and it shows no signs of letting up. I hoped it would pass quickly like the previous rain showers, but, alas, it persists. We will likely break camp and head out with wet gear. We want to get in some miles and out of a dangerous camping area.
7:00
Cold, wet day. Lucky to be remotely comfortable now. The wet tent feels amazing, "Like a sanctuary," said Nick. We endured the longest, steepest climbs of the trip, and my chain broke on one of them. I took out a link and nervously pushed up the rest of the hill. I want to get a spare chain, but the next bike store is 600 miles away.
Feet are sopping wet, and I couldn't feel them for most of the ride. Only now, inside a sleeping bag inside a tent, am I beginning to regain feeling.
Making hot food was a struggle, since the cold made us not want to stop moving, and expose our poor hands to the cold. The temps were in the mid - low 40s for most of the day.
Hanging our bear bag was also a struggle, and we put it at about eye level. We suppose now we made it easier for the bear to get our food than if we left it on the ground: it won't even have to bend over to take a bite out of our bags.
I'm nervou sabout the cold weather, and about what supplies we might be able to get in Glenallen, our next city on the map. If it's like the last city on the map it will not even have a well.
We passed by the Matanuska Glacier. It was beautiful and impressive, although when you are as cold and wet as we were, it is hard to appreciate a huge chunk of ice. We took no pictures.
39 Miles
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