In other news, my grandpa and I saw the sunrise from where I stopped yesterday/ started today. It was quite a sight.
This is what the same mountain that I took a picture of yesterday looked light with the new sun hitting it.
Onto the run. 35 miles. 5 miles down to start, rolling hills and flat for the rest. Not many sights except for the bomb that went off a couple hundred yards from me.
That's right, a bomb. Actually, I was next to a missile range, so I'm assuming it was planned, but I like to tell myself it wasn't planned and I'm lucky to be alive!!
The other unusual thing today was the border patrol. I was strolling along and the border patrol informed me I needed to go through the upcoming inspection station. They just asked if I was a citizen. No interrogation. No big lamps shining in my face asking what I was "really" doing. Rather dull. Sorry I couldn't make the story a little more colorful.
I ended at White Sand National Monument. And what do you know, it's actually white sand.
...that's not the monument by the way.