The Place, May 14
I collected my mail drop and was looking for where to stay. I found The Place a block off the main drag, among the residential homes where the Companion said it would be. The night before had been less than restful. Burritoed in the middle of tent city, next to Keith and his girlfriend, who spent much of the night noisily getting reacquainted. Drunk hikers were dashing among the tents, jumping over me. No matter how many times I tried counting leaping hikers, I still couldn't fall asleep.
So the Place is a hiker hostel supported by one of the local churches. Across the parking lot was the church and rectory. Saturday morning of TrailDays, they held a pancake breakfast. Chowed down with High Spirits and DreamCatcher. Ran into Texas Turtle and Trail Snail. Outside in the parking lot, Jaguar Bob showed up with Chaos.