Horse Mountain Creek to Black Sands Beach

Last night the stars blazed, and the orbiting satellites vectored in all directions. The half-moon dipped silently into the sea. In the now total darkness, I could clearly see the Milky Way running right through Cassiopeia.

From the Rock to the Finish

This morning I wake to no fog. The wind howls, as it did all night, giving Brian a good test of his MSR Windburner stove. We enjoy Via coffee and breakfast snacks. We slowly gather up our things, not bothering to clean our pots or mugs. We will not be using them again. The car is now so close, yet seems so far away.

We are the first on the beach, and will clearly beat the guys to the finish line. We again search for that sweet spot of firmness in the sand. Before the impassable impassable, the one impassable even at low tide, we turn up and head to the parking lot.

We throw our packs in the car, and begin the long drive home.

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