Bill and I had planned to be happily headed back to the PCT this morning,  with a “Kennedy Meadows, here we come” cheer.   But instead, what we had to deal with was continuing to feel weak and not hungry (though a bit better than yesterday).  We sat down with Christy Rosander, and decided the best thing to do was just go home for a couple of weeks.   A quick computer check of different transportation options showed that renting a car was the best thing,  so we scrambled to toss our stuff into our packs, and Christy drove us to Enterprise where a little red Kia was waiting for us.   She even gave us a bagful of water and snacks to eat on the way!   We owe the Rosanders a HUGE debt of gratefulness for all they have done for us!

The trip home was uneventful.   Both of us are still pretty wasted, so we took turns driving.   It was very, very weird to be heading HOME instead of into the Sierras.   But we looked back over the trail so far, and saw how many, many times God was preparing the way for us, working things out, and watching over us, so we figured He must have a plan for us in this, too.   Even getting sick.    “If we were not sick, we would for sure have headed into the Sierras today,” we said to each other.   “The only thing that stopped us was this waterbug.   So God must have some reason either for wanting us home awhile OR maybe He doesn’t want us going into the Sierras yet.”