Robert Francisco

Destination: Just before Snow Creek

Starting Location: Strawberry Junction

Today’s Miles: 22.50

Trip Miles: 205.00

Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250)

ascent (1939) descent (7674)

With a fair amount of apprehension we headed to the infamous Fuller Ridge. This section of trail has been the first major concern of our hike. We have heard through the grapevine that the snow on the ridge can be treacherous. Not. The walk across the ridge was uneventful if you had any snow walking experience. I loved it as I bounded down the trail. Navigation could have been difficult but those who went before us laid down a clear path in the snow. During the crossing I kept thinking about John Donovan who presumably lost his life in this area last year. His body nor his gear have been found. The trek down the ridge was tough as we descended 7,000 + feet over 19 miles with no water. We tried to reach Snow Creek which was a mistake as we got caught on the descent after night fall. We knew this was a possibility and given we had a nearly full moon we pressed on. Ultimately I spotted a small bare spot adjacent to the trail and we stopped at 9:15 p.m. We were beat as we traveled down all of the ecozones except alpine, in one very long day. We had been on the trail for over 15 hours. When we stopped I realized I had pushed too far and was rewarded with dime sized blisters on both heels. I was really filthy and cleaned up as best as I could with one baby wipe and one precious ounce of water. We decided to cowboy camp (no tent) and I was a bit nervous because of the numerous rattlesnakes. We could tell we had lost a lot of altitude because the temperatures were so hot we slept on top of our bags.

Destination: Just before Snow Creek

Starting Location: Strawberry Junction

Today’s Miles: 22.50

Trip Miles: 205.00

Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250)

ascent (1939) descent (7674)

With a fair amount of apprehension we headed to the infamous Fuller Ridge. This section of trail has been the first major concern of our hike. We have heard through the grapevine that the snow on the ridge can be treacherous. Not. The walk across the ridge was uneventful if you had any snow walking experience. I loved it as I bounded down the trail. Navigation could have been difficult but those who went before us laid down a clear path in the snow. During the crossing I kept thinking about John Donovan who presumably lost his life in this area last year. His body nor his gear have been found. The trek down the ridge was tough as we descended 7,000 + feet over 19 miles with no water. We tried to reach Snow Creek which was a mistake as we got caught on the descent after night fall. We knew this was a possibility and given we had a nearly full moon we pressed on. Ultimately I spotted a small bare spot adjacent to the trail and we stopped at 9:15 p.m. We were beat as we traveled down all of the ecozones except alpine, in one very long day. We had been on the trail for over 15 hours. When we stopped I realized I had pushed too far and was rewarded with dime sized blisters on both heels. I was really filthy and cleaned up as best as I could with one baby wipe and one precious ounce of water. We decided to cowboy camp (no tent) and I was a bit nervous because of the numerous rattlesnakes. We could tell we had lost a lot of altitude because the temperatures were so hot we slept on top of our bags.

Destination: Just before Snow Creek

Starting Location: Strawberry Junction

Today’s Miles: 22.50

Trip Miles: 205.00

Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250)

ascent (1939) descent (7674)

With a fair amount of apprehension we headed to the infamous Fuller Ridge. This section of trail has been the first major concern of our hike. We have heard through the grapevine that the snow on the ridge can be treacherous. Not. The walk across the ridge was uneventful if you had any snow walking experience. I loved it as I bounded down the trail. Navigation could have been difficult but those who went before us laid down a clear path in the snow. During the crossing I kept thinking about John Donovan who presumably lost his life in this area last year. His body nor his gear have been found. The trek down the ridge was tough as we descended 7,000 + feet over 19 miles with no water. We tried to reach Snow Creek which was a mistake as we got caught on the descent after night fall. We knew this was a possibility and given we had a nearly full moon we pressed on. Ultimately I spotted a small bare spot adjacent to the trail and we stopped at 9:15 p.m. We were beat as we traveled down all of the ecozones except alpine, in one very long day. We had been on the trail for over 15 hours. When we stopped I realized I had pushed too far and was rewarded with dime sized blisters on both heels. I was really filthy and cleaned up as best as I could with one baby wipe and one precious ounce of water. We decided to cowboy camp (no tent) and I was a bit nervous because of the numerous rattlesnakes. We could tell we had lost a lot of altitude because the temperatures were so hot we slept on top of our bags.

Destination: Tamarack Road

Starting Location: Just before Snow Creek

Today’s Miles: 4.60

Trip Miles: 209.60

Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250) to Tamarack Road (209.6, 1360) ascent (245) descent (846)

Immediately after hiking a few minutes we realized we had nearly made our destination the previous evening. Within 20 minutes we were at the Snow Creek water fountain, which is provided by the Desert Water Authority. Thank you! We had a hiker reunion at the fountain as everyone else was just rolling out of bed. After tanking up on water & visiting we headed across the blistering four miles of sand to our meeting place with Gottago. At 8:30 in the morning we were sweating and our feet were burning. When we got to I-10 we saw our buddy Gottago and immediately heard that some lost hikers had discovered John Donovan’s camp and they used his gear to survive and start a rescue fire. We quickly compared notes on the location of his camp and noted we had gotten misplaced there also for an hour or so. What was odd however was that he apparently headed east as an escape route when Idyllwild was clearly to the west. He would have had to climb first however and going up is difficult when on a mountain during weather and all of your instincts are saying, “go down”. Regardless while I never met John, we are kindred spirits and I hope he found peace on the side of Mt San Jacinto.

Our first stop was the tiny town of Cabazon where we bought sodas and junk food. I also had a banana. Then we headed to Gottago & Ray’s home in Rancho Mirage where we were treated to incredible hospitality. We had to do a fairly major resupply here as we were out of sunscreen and other critical items. I had a good case of what hikers call monkey butt, walking like a crab or chay chay. Big miles, and hot temperatures equals moist skin rubbing itself raw into debilitating chafe. So I went on the offensive and decided to carry the weight in search of a cure. I bought some Gold Bond Powder and some Bag Balm. Ray also took me to the store and I picked up a pair of lycra like shorts that are reported to help. We will see.

We went to the all you can eat buffet at the Agua Caliente Casino and they lost money on our group. We ate for about an hour. When we left I noticed the casino tables were full so I am sure they are doing well. Liz & Gottago headed back to the trail to pick up a hiker who had gotten in trouble with the heat. Everything worked out fine but hiking midday in this heat is risky business

Destination: Tamarack Road

Starting Location: Just before Snow Creek

Today’s Miles: 4.60

Trip Miles: 209.60

Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250) to Tamarack Road (209.6, 1360) ascent (245) descent (846)

Immediately after hiking a few minutes we realized we had nearly made our destination the previous evening. Within 20 minutes we were at the Snow Creek water fountain, which is provided by the Desert Water Authority. Thank you! We had a hiker reunion at the fountain as everyone else was just rolling out of bed. After tanking up on water & visiting we headed across the blistering four miles of sand to our meeting place with Gottago. At 8:30 in the morning we were sweating and our feet were burning. When we got to I-10 we saw our buddy Gottago and immediately heard that some lost hikers had discovered John Donovan’s camp and they used his gear to survive and start a rescue fire. We quickly compared notes on the location of his camp and noted we had gotten misplaced there also for an hour or so. What was odd however was that he apparently headed east as an escape route when Idyllwild was clearly to the west. He would have had to climb first however and going up is difficult when on a mountain during weather and all of your instincts are saying, “go down”. Regardless while I never met John, we are kindred spirits and I hope he found peace on the side of Mt San Jacinto.

Our first stop was the tiny town of Cabazon where we bought sodas and junk food. I also had a banana. Then we headed to Gottago & Ray’s home in Rancho Mirage where we were treated to incredible hospitality. We had to do a fairly major resupply here as we were out of sunscreen and other critical items. I had a good case of what hikers call monkey butt, walking like a crab or chay chay. Big miles, and hot temperatures equals moist skin rubbing itself raw into debilitating chafe. So I went on the offensive and decided to carry the weight in search of a cure. I bought some Gold Bond Powder and some Bag Balm. Ray also took me to the store and I picked up a pair of lycra like shorts that are reported to help. We will see.

We went to the all you can eat buffet at the Agua Caliente Casino and they lost money on our group. We ate for about an hour. When we left I noticed the casino tables were full so I am sure they are doing well. Liz & Gottago headed back to the trail to pick up a hiker who had gotten in trouble with the heat. Everything worked out fine but hiking midday in this heat is risky business

Destination: Just before Snow Creek

Starting Location: Strawberry Junction

Today’s Miles: 22.50

Trip Miles: 205.00

Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250)

ascent (1939) descent (7674)

With a fair amount of apprehension we headed to the infamous Fuller Ridge. This section of trail has been the first major concern of our hike. We have heard through the grapevine that the snow on the ridge can be treacherous. Not. The walk across the ridge was uneventful if you had any snow walking experience. I loved it as I bounded down the trail. Navigation could have been difficult but those who went before us laid down a clear path in the snow. During the crossing I kept thinking about John Donovan who presumably lost his life in this area last year. His body nor his gear have been found. The trek down the ridge was tough as we descended 7,000 + feet over 19 miles with no water. We tried to reach Snow Creek which was a mistake as we got caught on the descent after night fall. We knew this was a possibility and given we had a nearly full moon we pressed on. Ultimately I spotted a small bare spot adjacent to the trail and we stopped at 9:15 p.m. We were beat as we traveled down all of the ecozones except alpine, in one very long day. We had been on the trail for over 15 hours. When we stopped I realized I had pushed too far and was rewarded with dime sized blisters on both heels. I was really filthy and cleaned up as best as I could with one baby wipe and one precious ounce of water. We decided to cowboy camp (no tent) and I was a bit nervous because of the numerous rattlesnakes. We could tell we had lost a lot of altitude because the temperatures were so hot we slept on top of our bags.

Destination: Just before Snow Creek

Starting Location: Strawberry Junction

Today’s Miles: 22.50

Trip Miles: 205.00

Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250)

ascent (1939) descent (7674)

With a fair amount of apprehension we headed to the infamous Fuller Ridge. This section of trail has been the first major concern of our hike. We have heard through the grapevine that the snow on the ridge can be treacherous. Not. The walk across the ridge was uneventful if you had any snow walking experience. I loved it as I bounded down the trail. Navigation could have been difficult but those who went before us laid down a clear path in the snow. During the crossing I kept thinking about John Donovan who presumably lost his life in this area last year. His body nor his gear have been found. The trek down the ridge was tough as we descended 7,000 + feet over 19 miles with no water. We tried to reach Snow Creek which was a mistake as we got caught on the descent after night fall. We knew this was a possibility and given we had a nearly full moon we pressed on. Ultimately I spotted a small bare spot adjacent to the trail and we stopped at 9:15 p.m. We were beat as we traveled down all of the ecozones except alpine, in one very long day. We had been on the trail for over 15 hours. When we stopped I realized I had pushed too far and was rewarded with dime sized blisters on both heels. I was really filthy and cleaned up as best as I could with one baby wipe and one precious ounce of water. We decided to cowboy camp (no tent) and I was a bit nervous because of the numerous rattlesnakes. We could tell we had lost a lot of altitude because the temperatures were so hot we slept on top of our bags.

Destination: Just before Snow Creek

Starting Location: Strawberry Junction

Today’s Miles: 22.50

Trip Miles: 205.00

Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) Just before Snow Creek (205.0, 2250)

ascent (1939) descent (7674)

With a fair amount of apprehension we headed to the infamous Fuller Ridge. This section of trail has been the first major concern of our hike. We have heard through the grapevine that the snow on the ridge can be treacherous. Not. The walk across the ridge was uneventful if you had any snow walking experience. I loved it as I bounded down the trail. Navigation could have been difficult but those who went before us laid down a clear path in the snow. During the crossing I kept thinking about John Donovan who presumably lost his life in this area last year. His body nor his gear have been found. The trek down the ridge was tough as we descended 7,000 + feet over 19 miles with no water. We tried to reach Snow Creek which was a mistake as we got caught on the descent after night fall. We knew this was a possibility and given we had a nearly full moon we pressed on. Ultimately I spotted a small bare spot adjacent to the trail and we stopped at 9:15 p.m. We were beat as we traveled down all of the ecozones except alpine, in one very long day. We had been on the trail for over 15 hours. When we stopped I realized I had pushed too far and was rewarded with dime sized blisters on both heels. I was really filthy and cleaned up as best as I could with one baby wipe and one precious ounce of water. We decided to cowboy camp (no tent) and I was a bit nervous because of the numerous rattlesnakes. We could tell we had lost a lot of altitude because the temperatures were so hot we slept on top of our bags.

Destination: Strawberry Junction

Starting Location: South of Apache Spring Trail

Today’s Miles: 14.50

Trip Miles: 182.50 South of Apache Spring (168.0, 7024) to Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) ascent (3862) descent (2818)

Hit our first snow at 7:00 a.m. and 7350 feet. During the course of the day we traveled on snow for several miles and lost cost to an hour due to navigation challenges in the snow. In one area we followed foot prints in the snow for over a mile without seeing the trail or any signage. We relied on those out front getting it right and they did as we ultimately found the trail. The altimeter is also proving to be an excellent navigation tool and on several occassions we headed for a topo line based on elevation and then looked for the trail. Tom also loaned us his gps and while it was difficult to follow the trail with it, you could find way-points and head that direction. After having Tom meet us on the trail everyday for nearly a week, and enjoying fresh fruit at every meeting, we finally had to say good-bye as he headed back to Indiana via Montana. I felt a lot of empathy as T-Minus said goodbye so we picked up the pace to hopefully help minimize the pain of missing a loved one. Tom was our angel also as he helped us immensely and it was wonderful to form a friendship. I got a bit frustrated today as we were really off pace. The navigation problem was a factor but we were just slow today. I eventually got over the schedule concern and realized that Gottago would understand if we arrived later than our set rendezvous time. Tomorrow we cross Fuller Ridge. This section of the trail is really beautiful and has a very Sierrian feel minus the abundant lakes and river.

Destination: Strawberry Junction

Starting Location: South of Apache Spring Trail

Today’s Miles: 14.50

Trip Miles: 182.50 South of Apache Spring (168.0, 7024) to Strawberry Junction (182.5, 8100) ascent (3862) descent (2818)

Hit our first snow at 7:00 a.m. and 7350 feet. During the course of the day we traveled on snow for several miles and lost cost to an hour due to navigation challenges in the snow. In one area we followed foot prints in the snow for over a mile without seeing the trail or any signage. We relied on those out front getting it right and they did as we ultimately found the trail. The altimeter is also proving to be an excellent navigation tool and on several occassions we headed for a topo line based on elevation and then looked for the trail. Tom also loaned us his gps and while it was difficult to follow the trail with it, you could find way-points and head that direction. After having Tom meet us on the trail everyday for nearly a week, and enjoying fresh fruit at every meeting, we finally had to say good-bye as he headed back to Indiana via Montana. I felt a lot of empathy as T-Minus said goodbye so we picked up the pace to hopefully help minimize the pain of missing a loved one. Tom was our angel also as he helped us immensely and it was wonderful to form a friendship. I got a bit frustrated today as we were really off pace. The navigation problem was a factor but we were just slow today. I eventually got over the schedule concern and realized that Gottago would understand if we arrived later than our set rendezvous time. Tomorrow we cross Fuller Ridge. This section of the trail is really beautiful and has a very Sierrian feel minus the abundant lakes and river.

Destination: South of Apache Spring Trail

Starting Location: Pines to Palms Highway

Today’s Miles: 16.70

Trip Miles: 168.00

Highway 74 (151.3, 4919) to South of Apache Spring Trail (168.0, 702.4) ascent (4498) descent (2392)

Today was a big day as we were carrying 3.5 days of food, had 15 miles to our first water and we ha ve our crampons and ice axes. Met a lot of neat people today and we are camped on a ridge with Robert, David & Becky. David is an EMT and gave me some exercises for my knee and some stretches that may also help. I seem to be getting more committed to my hike mentally and my drive is picking up. It is a really good feeling. Robert is a free lance photographer. We are starting to call him paparazzi because he has a huge camera and he gets really close as he is taking pictures. As I write this he is about 6 inches away shooting pictures. A huge swarm of bees passed over today and some hikers were right in the middle of them but no one got stung. We should hit the snow first thing tomorrow morning. Dave volunteered to do a water run and he went 3 miles and 700 vertical feet down to fill water containers. I did not need any but everyone else gladly accepted his offer. He brought back 13 liters (28 lbs) of water. Liz was very happy.

Destination: South of Apache Spring Trail

Starting Location: Pines to Palms Highway

Today’s Miles: 16.70

Trip Miles: 168.00

Highway 74 (151.3, 4919) to South of Apache Spring Trail (168.0, 702.4) ascent (4498) descent (2392)

Today was a big day as we were carrying 3.5 days of food, had 15 miles to our first water and we ha ve our crampons and ice axes. Met a lot of neat people today and we are camped on a ridge with Robert, David & Becky. David is an EMT and gave me some exercises for my knee and some stretches that may also help. I seem to be getting more committed to my hike mentally and my drive is picking up. It is a really good feeling. Robert is a free lance photographer. We are starting to call him paparazzi because he has a huge camera and he gets really close as he is taking pictures. As I write this he is about 6 inches away shooting pictures. A huge swarm of bees passed over today and some hikers were right in the middle of them but no one got stung. We should hit the snow first thing tomorrow morning. Dave volunteered to do a water run and he went 3 miles and 700 vertical feet down to fill water containers. I did not need any but everyone else gladly accepted his offer. He brought back 13 liters (28 lbs) of water. Liz was very happy.

Destination: Idyllwild

Starting Location: Pines to Palms Highway

Today’s Miles: 0.00

Trip Miles: 151.30

Idyllwild-Zero Day It was great to see Liz’s family and at the same time I was happy to be back in Idyllwild preparing for our next leg. We are hanging out with Suzanne from the PCTA who lives here and her friend from Colorado who is visiting. Basically today was what is developing as a typical town day; do laundry, eat, buy & organize food, plan the next leg, hear the trail gossip and eat again.

Destination: Idyllwild

Starting Location: Pines to Palms Highway

Today’s Miles: 0.00

Trip Miles: 151.30

Idyllwild-Zero Day It was great to see Liz’s family and at the same time I was happy to be back in Idyllwild preparing for our next leg. We are hanging out with Suzanne from the PCTA who lives here and her friend from Colorado who is visiting. Basically today was what is developing as a typical town day; do laundry, eat, buy & organize food, plan the next leg, hear the trail gossip and eat again.

Destination: Idyllwild

Starting Location: Pines to Palms Highway

Today’s Miles: 0.00

Trip Miles: 151.30

Idyllwild-Zero Day It was great to see Liz’s family and at the same time I was happy to be back in Idyllwild preparing for our next leg. We are hanging out with Suzanne from the PCTA who lives here and her friend from Colorado who is visiting. Basically today was what is developing as a typical town day; do laundry, eat, buy & organize food, plan the next leg, hear the trail gossip and eat again.

Destination: Pines to Palms Highway

Starting Location: Sandy Jeep Road

Today’s Miles: 8.60

Trip Miles: 151.30

Sandy Jeep Road (4075) to Pines to Palms 74 (4919)

Assent (1483) Decent (719)

We woke up to a thick fog and heavy dew dripping from the trees. This is May in Southern California, right? We hiked fast to the highway, met Tom, and headed to the Paradise Café for a Jose Burger. Well the burger is no longer a reputation; it is now the confirmed best burger that all other trail burgers will be measured against. Don and Nick, who were hauling water up to Fobes Ranch, stopped by the café and joined us. Earlier in the week we realized that if we made it to Highway 74 and if we could get a ride, we could go to a family BBQ at Doug and Gerard’s. It all worked out (thanks Mary) and we had a wonderful family visit with an outpouring of support. One particularly neat moment was when my brother-in-law Bob showed up after hearing we were coming. He was down in Blythe boating at the river and drove all day to make the BBQ. He is also going to give us a ride back up the hill in the a.m. Bob is a great guy.

Gottago and Ray miraculously found us at Paradise Café even after checking the register that I had mistakenly signed the wrong date (yesterday) to. I am not sure how things work out on the trail but they sure seem to. I am loving this trip and, I am doing well physically except for this lingering knee pain. I am taking 1200 mg of vitamin I to keep the inflammation down and that keeps me walking. I am hopeful that it may still calm down. Either way, I plan to push on. Our next challenge is snow on Fuller Ridge. Yeaha

Destination: Pines to Palms Highway

Starting Location: Sandy Jeep Road

Today’s Miles: 8.60

Trip Miles: 151.30

Sandy Jeep Road (4075) to Pines to Palms 74 (4919)

Assent (1483) Decent (719)

We woke up to a thick fog and heavy dew dripping from the trees. This is May in Southern California, right? We hiked fast to the highway, met Tom, and headed to the Paradise Café for a Jose Burger. Well the burger is no longer a reputation; it is now the confirmed best burger that all other trail burgers will be measured against. Don and Nick, who were hauling water up to Fobes Ranch, stopped by the café and joined us. Earlier in the week we realized that if we made it to Highway 74 and if we could get a ride, we could go to a family BBQ at Doug and Gerard’s. It all worked out (thanks Mary) and we had a wonderful family visit with an outpouring of support. One particularly neat moment was when my brother-in-law Bob showed up after hearing we were coming. He was down in Blythe boating at the river and drove all day to make the BBQ. He is also going to give us a ride back up the hill in the a.m. Bob is a great guy.

Gottago and Ray miraculously found us at Paradise Café even after checking the register that I had mistakenly signed the wrong date (yesterday) to. I am not sure how things work out on the trail but they sure seem to. I am loving this trip and, I am doing well physically except for this lingering knee pain. I am taking 1200 mg of vitamin I to keep the inflammation down and that keeps me walking. I am hopeful that it may still calm down. Either way, I plan to push on. Our next challenge is snow on Fuller Ridge. Yeaha

Destination: Sandy Jeep Road

Starting Location: Chihuahua Valley Road

Today’s Miles: 15.60

Trip Miles: 142.70

Chihuahua Valley Road (5050) to Sandy Jeep Road (4075)

Assent (2116) Decent (3054)

I am not sure where the “herd” of hikers we keep hearing about is as we did not see another hiker all day. We did have a very close encounter with a Western Diamondback rattle snake. As Lucky Liz walked by this 5+ foot snake with eight buttons of rattles sounded the alarm. T-minus immediately backed into me and Liz leapt forward. We tried to get that snake off the trail for 15 minutes and boy was he mad, coiled, and acting defiant. We finally had to get off the trail to get around the serpent. I hope no one was behind us because as we left he was coiled right in the middle of the trail.

I’m not sure how Tom pulled it off, but even after completely miscommunicating our meeting location, Tom deducted where we should likely be given the number of hours we had been walking. He found us in the middle of a very confusing maze of dirt roads. Just when we figured out that we had screwed up and obviously missed the rendezvous, here comes Tom walking up the trail carrying 3 of the juiciest oranges in the world. So our planned 12 mile day morphed into 15 with an 800 foot gain the last few miles. Tom drove us to the Anza RV Park. The shower was hot and the food at the diner down the road was pretty good. Just as we left the diner, the adjacent bar was setting up for karaoke cowboy style. The last thing we heard was George Jones blaring through the machine. Linda and Hank are also here

Destination: Sandy Jeep Road

Starting Location: Chihuahua Valley Road

Today’s Miles: 15.60

Trip Miles: 142.70

Chihuahua Valley Road (5050) to Sandy Jeep Road (4075)

Assent (2116) Decent (3054)

I am not sure where the “herd” of hikers we keep hearing about is as we did not see another hiker all day. We did have a very close encounter with a Western Diamondback rattle snake. As Lucky Liz walked by this 5+ foot snake with eight buttons of rattles sounded the alarm. T-minus immediately backed into me and Liz leapt forward. We tried to get that snake off the trail for 15 minutes and boy was he mad, coiled, and acting defiant. We finally had to get off the trail to get around the serpent. I hope no one was behind us because as we left he was coiled right in the middle of the trail.

I’m not sure how Tom pulled it off, but even after completely miscommunicating our meeting location, Tom deducted where we should likely be given the number of hours we had been walking. He found us in the middle of a very confusing maze of dirt roads. Just when we figured out that we had screwed up and obviously missed the rendezvous, here comes Tom walking up the trail carrying 3 of the juiciest oranges in the world. So our planned 12 mile day morphed into 15 with an 800 foot gain the last few miles. Tom drove us to the Anza RV Park. The shower was hot and the food at the diner down the road was pretty good. Just as we left the diner, the adjacent bar was setting up for karaoke cowboy style. The last thing we heard was George Jones blaring through the machine. Linda and Hank are also here

Destination: Chihuahua Valley Road

Starting Location: Warner Spring

Today’s Miles: 17.50

Trip Miles: 127.10

Warner Springs (3040) to Chihuahua Valley Road (5050)

Today was perfect weather for hiking with overcast skies all day. We had a nice breakfast at Warner Springs and hit the trail around 8:00. We had a 30 minute delay as we met some equestrians who had a two year old horse in training who simply would not jump across a creek with a steep incline on both sides. It was fascinating watching a skilled horseman work with the nervous horse until his confidence was built or his stubbornness was tamed. When the horse finally gave into the will of the man you could see it in his eyes.

Tom hiked in and led us back to his truck where we fired up the Coleman stove. We had a feast of tuna casserole, salad, Girl Scout cookies. We are starting to hear gossip from up and down the trail and it is strange to me. For example today we heard that Mango from New Zealand decided to end his hike early and head for home. This information simply traveled from person to person until we heard it . . . quite a grapevine.

Destination: Chihuahua Valley Road

Starting Location: Warner Spring

Today’s Miles: 17.50

Trip Miles: 127.10

Warner Springs (3040) to Chihuahua Valley Road (5050)

Today was perfect weather for hiking with overcast skies all day. We had a nice breakfast at Warner Springs and hit the trail around 8:00. We had a 30 minute delay as we met some equestrians who had a two year old horse in training who simply would not jump across a creek with a steep incline on both sides. It was fascinating watching a skilled horseman work with the nervous horse until his confidence was built or his stubbornness was tamed. When the horse finally gave into the will of the man you could see it in his eyes.

Tom hiked in and led us back to his truck where we fired up the Coleman stove. We had a feast of tuna casserole, salad, Girl Scout cookies. We are starting to hear gossip from up and down the trail and it is strange to me. For example today we heard that Mango from New Zealand decided to end his hike early and head for home. This information simply traveled from person to person until we heard it . . . quite a grapevine.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006 Destination: Warner Spring

Starting Location: San Ysidro Creek

Today’s Miles: 4.40

Trip Miles: 109.60

San Ysidro Creek (3355) to Warner Springs (3040)

Today we had a nero which is hiker language for “near zero”. A zero days means that you hike no miles that day. So because we only did a few miles it is a near zero day. We got to Warner Springs at 8:30 a.m. and they immediately got us checked in. Then we were off to breakfast where I had my first experience ordering 2 full meals and eating every bite; omelet, hash browns, biscuits and gravy, and French toast. I am hopeful my HDLs are elevated enough due to the exercise to compensate for the saturated fat load. One thing great about hiking this much is you can literally eat all you want. During breakfast a very nice and well clad golfer named Mike stopped by to ask us a few questions and express his support for the PCT. Then when we went to pay our TAB the waitress informed us that the gentleman whom we had been talking to had taken care of it. Whoever you are Mike, thank you. Warner Springs has been fantastic and there are lots of Hikers here. We spent some time with Warner Springs Monty and reconnected with T-minus who is going to join us in the morning as we head to Idyllwild. Her husband Tom is supporting her and thus will be supporting us as well for the next few days; the team work on the trail is beginning to develop. I am getting a fair amount of ribbing about taking on the trail name go-BIG but it is all in good spirit and most seem to get the parody of a soft middle-aged guy going big.

Destination: Warner Spring

Starting Location: San Ysidro Creek

Today’s Miles: 4.40

Trip Miles: 109.60

San Ysidro Creek (3355) to Warner Springs (3040)

Today we had a nero which is hiker language for “near zero”. A zero days means that you hike no miles that day. So because we only did a few miles it is a near zero day. We got to Warner Springs at 8:30 a.m. and they immediately got us checked in. Then we were off to breakfast where I had my first experience ordering 2 full meals and eating every bite; omelet, hash browns, biscuits and gravy, and French toast. I am hopeful my HDLs are elevated enough due to the exercise to compensate for the saturated fat load. One thing great about hiking this much is you can literally eat all you want. During breakfast a very nice and well clad golfer named Mike stopped by to ask us a few questions and express his support for the PCT. Then when we went to pay our TAB the waitress informed us that the gentleman whom we had been talking to had taken care of it. Whoever you are Mike, thank you. Warner Springs has been fantastic and there are lots of Hikers here. We spent some time with Warner Springs Monty and reconnected with T-minus who is going to join us in the morning as we head to Idyllwild. Her husband Tom is supporting her and thus will be supporting us as well for the next few days; the team work on the trail is beginning to develop. I am getting a fair amount of ribbing about taking on the trail name go-BIG but it is all in good spirit and most seem to get the parody of a soft middle-aged guy going big.