I feel almost gone and I know that you can hear. We have trekked for weeks throughout the year and we stall haven't found what we are looking for. I am amazed at the length of the hills and the valleys. Miguel says that the district is further along. No shit, really. Thanks for the update.

Today I watched as the sun rose so warm and as if I saw it for the first time. It was a wonderful feeling... I believe that we are limited to them anymore. But then again... the sun climbed up in perfect immortal pace. Orange straight-razor slivers of cloud below but only slightly; me the clouds and the sun lined in an orange pink moment in time.

We push on... rugged rocks guardrails for our steps. I tear into my hunger and repress my desire to turn back. Onward...

the sun is a SHINING sauna on my skin, the flies are the air-planes to my King Kong...