Day 17- cankles

I woke up early and was ready to start hiking. But before I could do much I noticed that come animal had chewed up some of my gear including the handles of my trekking poles. They even took one of the hand loops with them. With my gear roughed up I just look like a more weathered figure and it makes my story that much better. I packed up and hit the trail. Not even half a mile in there was a large deadfall (Fallin trees) across the trail and on the last step to the ground after crossing it I rolled my ankle on a branch. I fell down, ate dirt, and immediately felt pain all through my ankle. This was not good. I have to average 26 miles a day to get to Orville in 7 more days to avoid running out of food. So I'm laying on my stomach after the fall with no option but to put myself back together and limp on for the next few days. I tied my shoes tighter and used my trekking poles as sort of crutches. As often as I could I soaked it in snowmelt creeks but it is still the size of a large beach ball and it might get some color the next few days. The real trouble came about midday when I rolled the ankle again and it hurt so bad this time I uttered some words the chipmunks should not have heard. I passed over beaver pass and walked in to Ross lake resort which is basically floating cabins and bought some chips and candy bars while I charged my phone to keep these coming. In all I got a bit over the 26 miles I need to average for the day and just hope I can fashion a brace out of duct tape for the next few days. I have been feeling a bit sick too but that may be the exhaustion of having To drag a leg along. At the end of the da I as too tired and just set up my tent on the trail. There's no law against it. The scenes were not quite as beautiful today but should be when I enter the pasayten tomorrow. Wish me luck!