Miles hiked: 16.0
After another restless night of sleep, we paid Wrightwood’s bakery a second visit in as many days for breakfast where we chatted briefly with Alexis who’s staying in town a couple extra days. Then it was on to the task of hitchhiking back to the PCT.
|breakfast at Wrightwood Bakery|
|hitch hiker leg|
|trail up the mountain|
It’s a good thing for inversion. The clouds were beneath us and it was sunny. My sunglasses, and the fact that I was sweating, masked the large amount of tears that forced their way out of me when a specific song played in my one earbud.
|Mountain Trail Thoughts|
As I was hiking on autopilot and sobbing like a child, a deer appeared on the trail and looked right at me. I stopped crying and just watched. He then moved slowly l off trail and turned back one last time allowing me to capture a picture. Then the deer was gone just as quickly as it had appeared. My emotional breakdown was suddenly over too, as if the deer has taken my pain away allowing me to just be in the moment again.
|lunch on the summit|
That last six miles was really difficult for me. My whole body was just failing. Ankles were hurting, leg muscles were sore, and my energy level was low. I felt so slow. I finally arrived at camp just before 6:00pm cooked some Beef Pho, drank a Coke, and ate a cookie. Cookies and the Coke compliments of two trail angels that were wandering our campground. We chatted around a picnic table for a bit, but soon it was really cold and everyone dove into their sleeping bags and tents to warm up.
|Dusk - just before hiker midnight|
Tomorrow we should cross the 400 mile mark. 15% of this life changing adventure already in the books, 85% left to be written.