Dear. Lord. Woke up this morning, well, all last night and this morning, to the howling wind outside of our tent even though we were tucked behind a windbreak. At least we were near a water source at Rodriguez Spur. Back to back 25 mile days? Why not. It wasn't hot, it wasn't even really dry, it was however windy. I am not quite sure how hard the wind was blowing, but I do know that when it wasn't I felt out of equilibrium because I wasn't leaning into the wind. The San Felipe Hills are often a "feared" part of the trail, however, with the wind it wasn't as bad. Except that you are leaning into a canyon that's only a thousand feet or so below where you are, but other than that, it was fine. Today was all uphill to passing the Sister's Crossing Water Cache and making it to the Third Gate Water Cache, both kind of Southern California right of passages. We decided to continue past, gaining another 700 feet elevation over the next 2.5 miles to a cattle gate before dusk only to find that there was not a spot to camp that was protected from the wind. We wandered for about a mile further and found a spot atop a ridge that was fairly well protected. But that I mean no holes blow in the tent from gusts that had to be well over 50 mph. We woke up in the morning and it was calm, hot, and a short day to Warner Springs for relaxation. Bring it on. 
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