We woke up at 3 am, the earliest start we've had. Collected our gear, ate breakfast, and hit the trail around 5:30. The morning was cool from the mist and made for a beautiful sunrise. I spent the day getting to know Dirt Bag's story on how he ended up in Utah from Detroit, and Chosen One dubbed Curtis with the trail name"Simba". We had him kneel while the Lion's of Zion Knighted him with our trekking poles, making the trail name official and binding. Now that the Pride had it's leader, we all pushed on dreaming of Paradise Cafe's "best burger on the trail".
A few miles later we hit a water cache and got cell service. Dirt bag called Paradise Cafe, and we found out they closed early on Tuesday, so we wouldn't get the "best burger on the trail" that night. That information took the wind out of our sails so we decided to camp early at 5 pm, but still got 22 miles in today (tied for our highest day at this point) We fell asleep at 6 and all of us slept soundly until 5 the next morning.
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