Crystal Geyser

Yesterday was the first day in over a month hiking Utah desert that I really had “trouble” finding water clear enough to to consider drinking. Once I was totally dry and cotton-mouthed, I was still cracking jokes about my thirst, feeling unconcerned (I had reserved half a liter just in case things really went downhill), and then, after staring at a stinky brown cow pond several minutes trying to decide whether or not to drink it, a gallon of Crystal Geyser dropped from those trail angels in the sky.