Got up and headed along the ridge of the Huachucas for a few miles, finally out of the wind. Eventually started descending from pine forest through oak brush. Met Trapdoor at a water source and leapfrogged him a couple of times during the day. He got his name from when his hammock tent gave out from under him one night and he went through it like a trapdoor. Got down to a big natural lake and soaked our tired feet. Camped nearby. Another mistake… tons of mosquitoes. Didn’t think they had those in Arizona!