Cold, rainy night last night with high winds kept me awake most of the night. Then this morning I woke up to snow and frost. I started the day's hike with too many clothes in the face of a brutally cold wind, then quickly worked up a sweat. So I took off a layer, but the wind chilled me to the bone because I was damp from perspiration. I kept going, thinking that I'd warm back up with exertion, but the wind chill was too much. Ended up with a little case of hypothermia.
I walked to the next shelter which was, thank God, in a little vale mostly sheltered from the wind, changed into something dry, and wrapped myself up in my down quilts. But it still took several hours to get warm, and I lost half the day.
I'm in my hammock now, and feeling okay. A bit dispirited, though, and for some reason very lonely. Don't know why I should be; I'm not any more alone out here than I am at home. Maybe it's the absence of distractions and comforts.
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