There were slightly less bugs swarming around this morning than when I had went to bed last night .I packed up quickly and hit the trail. About a mile in, I passed a National Forest camp ground that had a pit toilet.
About a mile before I stopped for the day, I met a group of three hikers that were having dinner. We talked for a bit and they told me about a north bound hiker named Sobo. Sobo is short for South Bound. Apparently she got her trail name for how often she gets turned around and goes the wrong way down the trail.