Posts tagged PCT
Mile 209.6 - 266.1 | Big Bear (the lake not the animal!)

Once we got to the road we immediately tried Uber and got a ride - we didn’t even wait to see if we could hitch. The boys were hungry for in and out burger and I just wanted to get to Claire. Gourmet who was about an hour behind us initially had decided to take the road walk all the way to the highway instead of cross the horrible desert-like sand and had already had a coke by the time we got in a car, lucky thing!

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Mile 175 - 179.4 | Idyllwild!

Miles and Matt has camped a few miles on from us so Shaker, (a young German who shook tents to wake people up but accidentally shook the wrong one once) and Claire and I headed off in the morning. We only had a few miles and had aimed to be at the junction to head down to Idyllwild by lunch time - we just hadn’t taken into account how much snow there would be and how long it would take us to pass! We were still a little shaken from Claire’s fall the day before so were keen to take it slow. Shaker agreed that we should just put our micro spikes on and not risk anything!

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Mile 110 - 145 | Mike and Mary’s

We dilly-dallied leaving Warner Springs, still toying with the idea of a zero. The community centre had an event on for a few hours in the morning so we left our electrics to charge and jumped in a ride to the post office to get our food we’d sent ahead. I had packed far too much again so sent a small package forward to Idyllwild of coconut milk and wet wipes!

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Mile 71 - 80 | Julian and two neros.

We bounced down the trail dreaming of breakfast! In less than 7 miles and a hitch, we’ll be in town! Eggs eggs eggs! I’M HAVING EGGS FOR BREAKFAST TODAY! I shouted loud and giddy, Claire and I set off ahead of the guys and we were practically running. The trail was the flattest it has been for a very long time!

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Mile 20 - 41 | Lake Morena to Mount Laguna

I woke to the sound of turkeys gobbling deceptively close by, it was so bizarre I had to laugh. In my shuffling around I discovered that my tent was soaking wet and dripping from the condensation. Damn, I remember reading not to camp near lakes for this very reason! I didn’t sleep well at all, there was also definitely quite a bit of howling going on in the night. We were camping in the Lake Morena camp ground and as it was the weekend it was full of day hikers and car campers so I guessed something must have set their dogs off. I later learned that it was coyotes that i’d heard.

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