Day 13: Idyllwild At Last
Last night we made a plan: sleep early, rise early, and make it into Idyllwild (where there are inns, a coffee shop, and other…
Read MoreLast night we made a plan: sleep early, rise early, and make it into Idyllwild (where there are inns, a coffee shop, and other…
Read MoreWe woke up early to the sound of dogs barking, and wondered at finding ourselves in the incredibly welcoming confines of a decomposing house…
Read MoreMy parents gave me Christopher Chant to read after I gobbled up the Harry Potter series. It may be even better (forgive the heresy),…
Read MoreI woke at five am to a face full of fine grit. The tent fly was plastered to the tent, wind pushing into my…
Read MoreJust as predicted, the rains pulled away their loathsome curtain to reveal a stunning morning. We had misty mountain moodiness settling in little cracks…
Read MoreWe are tracing the left outline of the San Felipe Mountains. We are wandering along a ridgeline three quarters of the way up the…
Read MoreToday was hard, vaguely post apocalyptic, and, I can not stress enough that it was windy. The storm we have been both running from…
Read MoreThis morning I wished for down pants, like Melissa Arnot and the rest of my heroes wear on Everest. Then I wished for my…
Read MoreI am in a boulder field listening to the tent go flap flap flap. The winds came up on us four hours ago, all…
Read MoreToday we took a nero. That’s thru hiker talk for near zero — a rest day where you still hike a bit. Avry has…
Read MoreWe walked up all day long. We woke up early and hung around in camp late. We dried all of our bags and mats…
Read MoreToday the hiking felt normal. We woke up, wondered at the pink sunrise at the foot of our tent, and spent an entire hour…
Read More