Robert Francisco

Destination: Arrastre Trail Camp at Deer Springs

Starting Location: Creekside Camp

Today’s Miles: 20.90

Trip Miles: 255.90

Creekside Camp (235.0, 6110) to Arrastre Trail Camp at Deer Springs (255.9, 7605) ascent (4429) descent (2841)

As it is Mother’s Day I spent a lot of time thinking about mom today. I have the best mom in the world. I know she is concerned for my well being on this trip as she has been during my entire life. And yet she has always supported me in everything I have attempted. She has applauded my successes and helped me overcome my failures. And she put up with a lot of crap when I was a teenager. I also thought about Rita (my mother in law) today who unfortunately is no longer with us. She was quite the lady and welcomed me into her family with open arms.

Today was tough as we had a 17 mile waterless stretch. I was very thankful for our decision to carry a slightly heavier pack (ULA, P-2) as I loaded up 6 liters of water. The extra support this pack provides is worth the weight and it carried 20 lbs beautifully.

Having spent significant time in the Sierra Nevada, I have been less than complimentary about Southern California Mountains. That was a mistake, as I really like these mountains. What is particularly amazing is the rapid ecological transitions. This morning I was taking pictures of cactus and a few hours later I was in a dense sub alpine forest.

We had a very sad and emotional parting with T-minus late this afternoon when she decided to go to the highway and catch a ride to Big Bear. She is not feeling well and will take some time to recover. We have loved hiking with her and hope to do so again. We will look for her up in Big Bear tomorrow. Whenever anyone gets off the trail either temporarily or permanently my hear sinks out of empathy for that person and out of fear that it could happen to me.

Tonight we had our first large group of thru-hikers camping together. Throughout time people have congregated at water sources and on the trail it is no different. Everyone had to get to this water and when they did most stopped for the evening. It was fun eating together and getting to meet such an eclectic group of individuals

Destination: Arrastre Trail Camp at Deer Springs

Starting Location: Creekside Camp

Today’s Miles: 20.90

Trip Miles: 255.90

Creekside Camp (235.0, 6110) to Arrastre Trail Camp at Deer Springs (255.9, 7605) ascent (4429) descent (2841)

As it is Mother’s Day I spent a lot of time thinking about mom today. I have the best mom in the world. I know she is concerned for my well being on this trip as she has been during my entire life. And yet she has always supported me in everything I have attempted. She has applauded my successes and helped me overcome my failures. And she put up with a lot of crap when I was a teenager. I also thought about Rita (my mother in law) today who unfortunately is no longer with us. She was quite the lady and welcomed me into her family with open arms.

Today was tough as we had a 17 mile waterless stretch. I was very thankful for our decision to carry a slightly heavier pack (ULA, P-2) as I loaded up 6 liters of water. The extra support this pack provides is worth the weight and it carried 20 lbs beautifully.

Having spent significant time in the Sierra Nevada, I have been less than complimentary about Southern California Mountains. That was a mistake, as I really like these mountains. What is particularly amazing is the rapid ecological transitions. This morning I was taking pictures of cactus and a few hours later I was in a dense sub alpine forest.

We had a very sad and emotional parting with T-minus late this afternoon when she decided to go to the highway and catch a ride to Big Bear. She is not feeling well and will take some time to recover. We have loved hiking with her and hope to do so again. We will look for her up in Big Bear tomorrow. Whenever anyone gets off the trail either temporarily or permanently my hear sinks out of empathy for that person and out of fear that it could happen to me.

Tonight we had our first large group of thru-hikers camping together. Throughout time people have congregated at water sources and on the trail it is no different. Everyone had to get to this water and when they did most stopped for the evening. It was fun eating together and getting to meet such an eclectic group of individuals

Destination: Creekside Camp

Starting Location: Whitewater River

Today’s Miles: 15.00

Trip Miles: 235.00

Whitewater River (220.0, 2605) to Creekside Camp (235.0, 6110) ascent (4711), descent (1211)

What goes down must go up and we spent the day recovering the altitude we lost coming down San Jacinto. And it was real hot! Fortunately we followed Mission Creek for nearly the entire day and probably crossed it 20 times. This provided an opportunity for many hat and bandana dippings and even a few feet cooling sessions. The strategy worked until 2:30 when it simply became too hot to walk. We took a few hours in the shade and went on after 5:00 p.m. I probably drank 8 liters of water today and only went behind a tree 3 times. Our bodies are amazing and mine knew it needed to retain liquid in order to survive.

I am happy to report that I did not wear a knee brace today and I only took 800 mg of vitamin I. The knee is doing great now. The blisters are also under control and I am treating them with new skin (smells like clear finger nail polish and that is likely what it is) and coverings them with duct tape. They are drying out nicely and only sting on the down hills. My pre-existing stomach mystery is acting up a bit but within the realm of annoying rather than debilitating. Physically I am getting stronger and the body is adapting to the new stresses I am subjecting it to.

Some of my gear is not fairing as well. I have sun gloves, which I absolutely love because they actually keep my hands cooler and free of sunscreen. Unfortunately the manufacturer must be trying to save on the cost of thread because I have had to repair them several times. Fortunately, unlike conducting war, the Marines did teach me something useful; how to use a needle and thread.

I sent home my Patagonia R.5 shirt and tights as I am confident I will not need them until the Sierra. I intentionally brought extra clothes because I was really cold on the John Muir Trail (JMT) last fall and did not like the experience. Now that I have thought about it, the chance of it being 16 degrees with a 20 mph wind in Southern California in May is rather improbable. I managed to lose my gloves somewhere between Sacramento and Rancho Mirage (first time I noticed I did not have them). Liz will order me a new pair for the Sierra. I would like to be carrying them but I do have sleeping socks that will absolutely work in an emergency.

Oh yea the chay chay is nay nay (that’s trail talk). The new shorts are working well as the material rubs together versus my thighs. I think this problem is largely fixed. And besides the go-BIG fashion statement of wearing lycra is drawing great reviews.

I am using my altimeter much more for navigation than my compass. The PCT Data Book provides elevations for every location listed and some of the locations can be somewhat obscure. With an altimeter the challenge is solved. For example, tonight we were looking for the camp stops adjacent to the creek before you began an ascent away from the creek. Being that we knew the altitude we simply walked until we were clost and then started looking. It works remarkably well and is a great resource for this trail.

I have largely quit obsessing about thru-hiking the PCT. I have simply been planning my days around water and very short-term objectives. This is working well at keeping the focus on today and thus appreciating each day more for what it has to offer.

I also, after trying hard for 3 weeks, finally got a great photo of a horned lizard. We called them horny toads as a kid and like then I think are the coolest minature dinosaurs. Liz will post a lot of pictures when she gets home. I apologize for not having photos with the text but logistically it is simply something I am not up to on this hike. However, you can go to http://www.lindajeffers.com and see some great photos of the class of 2006. Click on Photos and “2006 Hikers I Met”.

We had the PCT version of the Amityville Horror this afternoon. The only difference was we were outside and the flys were really small. It was weird and they must have liked hiker b o because as we sweated up the trail we had a cloud of winged creatures with us.

Destination: Creekside Camp

Starting Location: Whitewater River

Today’s Miles: 15.00

Trip Miles: 235.00

Whitewater River (220.0, 2605) to Creekside Camp (235.0, 6110) ascent (4711), descent (1211)

What goes down must go up and we spent the day recovering the altitude we lost coming down San Jacinto. And it was real hot! Fortunately we followed Mission Creek for nearly the entire day and probably crossed it 20 times. This provided an opportunity for many hat and bandana dippings and even a few feet cooling sessions. The strategy worked until 2:30 when it simply became too hot to walk. We took a few hours in the shade and went on after 5:00 p.m. I probably drank 8 liters of water today and only went behind a tree 3 times. Our bodies are amazing and mine knew it needed to retain liquid in order to survive.

I am happy to report that I did not wear a knee brace today and I only took 800 mg of vitamin I. The knee is doing great now. The blisters are also under control and I am treating them with new skin (smells like clear finger nail polish and that is likely what it is) and coverings them with duct tape. They are drying out nicely and only sting on the down hills. My pre-existing stomach mystery is acting up a bit but within the realm of annoying rather than debilitating. Physically I am getting stronger and the body is adapting to the new stresses I am subjecting it to.

Some of my gear is not fairing as well. I have sun gloves, which I absolutely love because they actually keep my hands cooler and free of sunscreen. Unfortunately the manufacturer must be trying to save on the cost of thread because I have had to repair them several times. Fortunately, unlike conducting war, the Marines did teach me something useful; how to use a needle and thread.

I sent home my Patagonia R.5 shirt and tights as I am confident I will not need them until the Sierra. I intentionally brought extra clothes because I was really cold on the John Muir Trail (JMT) last fall and did not like the experience. Now that I have thought about it, the chance of it being 16 degrees with a 20 mph wind in Southern California in May is rather improbable. I managed to lose my gloves somewhere between Sacramento and Rancho Mirage (first time I noticed I did not have them). Liz will order me a new pair for the Sierra. I would like to be carrying them but I do have sleeping socks that will absolutely work in an emergency.

Oh yea the chay chay is nay nay (that’s trail talk). The new shorts are working well as the material rubs together versus my thighs. I think this problem is largely fixed. And besides the go-BIG fashion statement of wearing lycra is drawing great reviews.

I am using my altimeter much more for navigation than my compass. The PCT Data Book provides elevations for every location listed and some of the locations can be somewhat obscure. With an altimeter the challenge is solved. For example, tonight we were looking for the camp stops adjacent to the creek before you began an ascent away from the creek. Being that we knew the altitude we simply walked until we were clost and then started looking. It works remarkably well and is a great resource for this trail.

I have largely quit obsessing about thru-hiking the PCT. I have simply been planning my days around water and very short-term objectives. This is working well at keeping the focus on today and thus appreciating each day more for what it has to offer.

I also, after trying hard for 3 weeks, finally got a great photo of a horned lizard. We called them horny toads as a kid and like then I think are the coolest minature dinosaurs. Liz will post a lot of pictures when she gets home. I apologize for not having photos with the text but logistically it is simply something I am not up to on this hike. However, you can go to http://www.lindajeffers.com and see some great photos of the class of 2006. Click on Photos and “2006 Hikers I Met”.

We had the PCT version of the Amityville Horror this afternoon. The only difference was we were outside and the flys were really small. It was weird and they must have liked hiker b o because as we sweated up the trail we had a cloud of winged creatures with us.

Destination: Creekside Camp

Starting Location: Whitewater River

Today’s Miles: 15.00

Trip Miles: 235.00

Whitewater River (220.0, 2605) to Creekside Camp (235.0, 6110) ascent (4711), descent (1211)

What goes down must go up and we spent the day recovering the altitude we lost coming down San Jacinto. And it was real hot! Fortunately we followed Mission Creek for nearly the entire day and probably crossed it 20 times. This provided an opportunity for many hat and bandana dippings and even a few feet cooling sessions. The strategy worked until 2:30 when it simply became too hot to walk. We took a few hours in the shade and went on after 5:00 p.m. I probably drank 8 liters of water today and only went behind a tree 3 times. Our bodies are amazing and mine knew it needed to retain liquid in order to survive.

I am happy to report that I did not wear a knee brace today and I only took 800 mg of vitamin I. The knee is doing great now. The blisters are also under control and I am treating them with new skin (smells like clear finger nail polish and that is likely what it is) and coverings them with duct tape. They are drying out nicely and only sting on the down hills. My pre-existing stomach mystery is acting up a bit but within the realm of annoying rather than debilitating. Physically I am getting stronger and the body is adapting to the new stresses I am subjecting it to.

Some of my gear is not fairing as well. I have sun gloves, which I absolutely love because they actually keep my hands cooler and free of sunscreen. Unfortunately the manufacturer must be trying to save on the cost of thread because I have had to repair them several times. Fortunately, unlike conducting war, the Marines did teach me something useful; how to use a needle and thread.

I sent home my Patagonia R.5 shirt and tights as I am confident I will not need them until the Sierra. I intentionally brought extra clothes because I was really cold on the John Muir Trail (JMT) last fall and did not like the experience. Now that I have thought about it, the chance of it being 16 degrees with a 20 mph wind in Southern California in May is rather improbable. I managed to lose my gloves somewhere between Sacramento and Rancho Mirage (first time I noticed I did not have them). Liz will order me a new pair for the Sierra. I would like to be carrying them but I do have sleeping socks that will absolutely work in an emergency.

Oh yea the chay chay is nay nay (that’s trail talk). The new shorts are working well as the material rubs together versus my thighs. I think this problem is largely fixed. And besides the go-BIG fashion statement of wearing lycra is drawing great reviews.

I am using my altimeter much more for navigation than my compass. The PCT Data Book provides elevations for every location listed and some of the locations can be somewhat obscure. With an altimeter the challenge is solved. For example, tonight we were looking for the camp stops adjacent to the creek before you began an ascent away from the creek. Being that we knew the altitude we simply walked until we were clost and then started looking. It works remarkably well and is a great resource for this trail.

I have largely quit obsessing about thru-hiking the PCT. I have simply been planning my days around water and very short-term objectives. This is working well at keeping the focus on today and thus appreciating each day more for what it has to offer.

I also, after trying hard for 3 weeks, finally got a great photo of a horned lizard. We called them horny toads as a kid and like then I think are the coolest minature dinosaurs. Liz will post a lot of pictures when she gets home. I apologize for not having photos with the text but logistically it is simply something I am not up to on this hike. However, you can go to http://www.lindajeffers.com and see some great photos of the class of 2006. Click on Photos and “2006 Hikers I Met”.

We had the PCT version of the Amityville Horror this afternoon. The only difference was we were outside and the flys were really small. It was weird and they must have liked hiker b o because as we sweated up the trail we had a cloud of winged creatures with us.

Destination: Whitewater River

Starting Location: Tamarack Road

Today’s Miles: 10.40

Trip Miles: 220.00

Tamarack Road (209.6, 1360) to Whitewater River (220.0 2605) ascent (3150), descent (1950)

What an incredible day! Liz and Gottago left at 5:00 a.m. to deliver some hikers to the trail and I slept in until 7:00 a.m. What luxury. Then I had a wonderful morning with Ray drinking coffee and having a real conversation. When the gang reassembled we ate a wonderful home cooked breakfast and spent the hot hours of the day cleaning gear and getting organized. Our stay in Rancho Mirage was truly memorable and the hospitality of Ray and Gottago will be something I will always remember. Thank you very much.

We hit the trail at 4:00 p.m. and Gottago took some very hot and tired hikers to Cabazon after dropping us off. We headed up the trail with the thermometer exceeding 100 degrees. Fortunately we had a very gusty wind that provided good evaporative cooling. Within an hour the temperatures had begun to recede and when we got to the wind energy facility we were blessed with more trail magic as the facility staff had placed a note on the trail inviting us to get some water. And not just any water but an Igloo cooler full of ice water. No one was around to thank so we left a not of gratitude. We continued walking to the white water river under a full moon that cast beautiful shadows on the desert. We soaked our feet in the cool water of the river and I am now writing this under a magnificent sky as I lay on top of my bag in soft sand. What magic

Destination: Whitewater River

Starting Location: Tamarack Road

Today’s Miles: 10.40

Trip Miles: 220.00

Tamarack Road (209.6, 1360) to Whitewater River (220.0 2605) ascent (3150), descent (1950)

What an incredible day! Liz and Gottago left at 5:00 a.m. to deliver some hikers to the trail and I slept in until 7:00 a.m. What luxury. Then I had a wonderful morning with Ray drinking coffee and having a real conversation. When the gang reassembled we ate a wonderful home cooked breakfast and spent the hot hours of the day cleaning gear and getting organized. Our stay in Rancho Mirage was truly memorable and the hospitality of Ray and Gottago will be something I will always remember. Thank you very much.

We hit the trail at 4:00 p.m. and Gottago took some very hot and tired hikers to Cabazon after dropping us off. We headed up the trail with the thermometer exceeding 100 degrees. Fortunately we had a very gusty wind that provided good evaporative cooling. Within an hour the temperatures had begun to recede and when we got to the wind energy facility we were blessed with more trail magic as the facility staff had placed a note on the trail inviting us to get some water. And not just any water but an Igloo cooler full of ice water. No one was around to thank so we left a not of gratitude. We continued walking to the white water river under a full moon that cast beautiful shadows on the desert. We soaked our feet in the cool water of the river and I am now writing this under a magnificent sky as I lay on top of my bag in soft sand. What magic

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