Memories from July 5
After yesterday’s long meander though copious quantities of generally uninteresting trees, I suspected that the trail was going to take a boring turn. Then I walked though the Granite Chief Wilderness. The trail there is largely a long traverse just under a ridge long which works its way between a number of high points. The views are very open and he hillsides covered with flowers.
There were some humorous points.
Passing a ski resort. I’ll stay on the nice easy PCT. Apparently the side trail is difficult.
Another ski resort mocks me with a faster way down.
I’d been hiking on and off with Timo who has pain in his right leg, especially on downhills. His mother, a doctor, had told him to take five days of rest. He replied that he’d take a hiker rest if only 20 miles per day. We were past that and he was looking for the first campsite with water when… Trail Magic at highway 40! So after dinner with other hikertrash around a live-in van, we camped in the parking lot. Super classy.
Dear Mr. Sully – I don’t know if you’re reading this but as the friend who was most involved in my acquaintance with alcohol, here’s to you.