After flowing downstream until I could crawl out I found myself hitchhiking again.
A nice couple are picking me up they say they can take me to Placerville where they were staying. This should work for now.
On my way back home still, I have found myself in Ouray and hungry. For some reason the thought of marines and their saying ‘ooh rah’ comes to mind while here, this also reminded me to get back into contact with my cousin who is in the marines.
It is late at night and I have found that most places were closed. The one place that is open is “The Bistro at Billy Goat Gruff’s”. It is delicious. I recommend it if you are in the area.