Day 2 Continued,
Once back to the bottom, we had a beer, and some snacks. Sawyer cracked his Pepsi, and took a bite of jerky from his vest and said, "This jerky tastes like carrots."
After munching a piece down, we realized it was covered with mold. 
After the good laugh, we headed towards Superstition, wishing for tacos, but figuring it was too early in the week.
On the way up we stopped at the Indian Head we saw last year. The year took its toll on it, and doesn't look like anything now.
This year.
Last year.
We got out of the hills, and started across Plaster City for Supes. When we hit the other bombing zone, these jets were making bombing dives, one after another. Pretty cool. 
One of the ground markers for them.
We made it to vendor row at Soupes, only to confirm no tacos were to be had. Hungry, and thirsty, we booked North. I took sweep, and about 5 miles South of home camp, I turned a corner and found this.
To be cont...
