1197 to 1184
On the drive to Sierra City, I'd just been saying to Steph how I hadn't yet encountered any pesky mosquitoes or biting bugs and hadn't used my head net once. Well I should have held my tongue! The face gnats (that's what etrails calls them- how cool that they get a special mention in this section's trail guide) swarmed as I started up the trail after a quick lunch. I donned my head net after inhaling one of the little buggers. Their annoying buzzing was not conducive to stoping to smell the roses.
Back to my pre-injury pace for the 3k foot climb. It felt great to fly up the hill and I just kept going until it started to get dark.