After having a clear night, I was hopeful that the following day would bring more blue skies and warm hiking. Apparently the weather Gods misinterpreted my request because we had the exact opposite, rain and lots of it. We awoke in the morning to a light mist and wind, but since our tent was the only one perched beneath a tree, we remained dry whereas the other tents were already damp. We packed up quickly to avoid a wet tent, and threw our stuff in the small lean to shelter where we made breakfast. Then it was on with the rain pants and jacket for a hurried day of hiking. We tried to hike fast to stay warm and stay warm we did, but it didn´t help the fact that we were still soaked. I don´t even recall what we saw during the day. I was mostly looking at my feet trying to avoid puddles, rocks and roots.
We stopped at a gigantic resort-like refugio to get out of the rain where a catamaran picks up hikers and walking into a small store at the resort, I stopped in my tracks, eyes wide open when I discovered heaven...PEANUT BUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Our savior. Heaven. Period. We ate it by the spoonful.
Arriving at the base of the last leg of the W we needed to complete, we pitched our tent and hoped that the weather could clear so that we could get views of one of the more scenic parts of the trail. Luck was not with us on this evening. We ran into Rok again (I swear he´s stalking us). It poured all night. By 5pm we had a stream of water running under our tent. Thankfully, our tent held up just fine and we stayed dry. The problem was drying our gear and clothing that was already wet. We played a lot of cards this night.
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