My second and last morning at Pacheco Camp.

It was cool again in this little valley last night and I slept really well.

During the morning, a lone bicyclist rides by and stops to fill up on water. We chat and he tells me that he's been drinking the Pacheco Camp water unfiltered for years, even though he carries a water filter to purify water from other sources in the Park. That's reassuring, since I've drank a couple gallons of it already.

Around noon, a ranger drives through and we also have a long and interesting chat. It feels strange to be social again, and I still feel hyper-talkative after not speaking to anyone for five days.

I've run out of time and don't get out of camp until 13h45. So much for that shower I was hoping to take this morning!

I've filled my 10-litre water bag (and my two-litre Camelbak) with Pacheco Camp water, which should be enough to get me to China Hole today, and then to Park headquarters tomorrow morning.

There's still a bit of water left at China Hole at this time of year, but it would need filtering or boiling, neither of which I'm able to do.