PCT Day 132, Mikes’s Place to Highway 74 (Warner Springs) 17 miles
Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith. – Margaret Shepherd No beings – animal or otherwise – came round last night. I slept soundly in our little piece of sand next to a shack, the moon’s reflection in the windows looking like eyes. Mike doesn’t show, but I am so grateful he […]
PCT Day 131, ridge above Anza to Mike’s Place, 19 miles
There is nothing more pathetic than caution when headlong might save a life, even possibly, your own. – Meryl Streep I wake before dawn in time to see a grapefruit slice of moon setting. The wind picks up and I tuck deeper into Big Greenie. It’s too gusty when we wake to make coffee from […]