the bridge subsidies!
Nick and I, along with about 10 other hikers, spent the day consuming delicious milk shakes at the cafe, resupplying at the general store, and laying in the shade at the campground. (did I mention that Seiad Valley was hot? So very, very hot! I was encountering what was becoming my arch nemesis- waiting for packages to arrive. I had my summer weight sleeping bag sent out, since I highly disagreed with the advice from the Yogi guide that I'd need a winter weight bag for the entire trip. Though the mornings were sometimes cold, I was roasting in my bag at night and it seemed ridiculous to carry it when I could ship it ahead to Washington. So I waited in Seiad Valley for my bag to arrive. And ate pancakes the size of my head. And drank milkshakes. And picked blackberries by the side of the road. And did some reading up on the State of Jefferson. And best of all, talked to the people in this little town of 350. They're a really nice bunch.