I have to admit that my first night off the mountain was miserable. They issued us very thin sleeping bags for the next section. As it got colder when we went to bed, my tent-mate Annie suddenly realized she didn’t have a sleeping bag. She’d been so busy with other stuff today that she somehow didn’t one when she picked up her issued gear. I opened up mine and we both used it as a blanket. It was cold and drafty but the only warm clothes I had were still wet and hanging on the line. I really didn’t mind. This morning we had a great breakfast of banana pancakes.