In the morning I was treated to gourmet scrambled eggs and toast with homemade jam and Paul took me back to the trail where I left off and I started dreading the climb – gaining over 700ft/mile for 2.5 miles. I still felt a little wiped out and foggy but pushed on. By the end of the day I caught up to Mike and Austin who caught up to Keith and Bill. Apparently we all had planned to camp at the same place. No can do – not enough room for 2 more tents. Austin, Mike, and I backtracked .2 miles across a stream and found some semi-flat spots to camp. Made supper and got settled in the tent just in time for darkness to tall.