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First Day

Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Destination: Lake Morena
Starting Location: Campo Today’s Miles: 20.60
Trip Miles: 20.60
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20.6 Miles, Campo to Lake Morena
3107 Assent 2933 Decent
What a fantastic day, perfect cool temperatures and great hiking. We arrived at the border after a dripping condensation night. I was at a complete loss for words for my register entry and was a bit annoyed by the so called minute men who are literally camped beside the Southern Terminus Monument. When we arrived one of them walked over to check us out with his pseudo military apparel and an A5 Colt Automatic on his hip. Based on the look I shot him he likely got the impression that I was not interested in a self appointed militia whose rhetoric is full of prejudices. I understand the immigration frustration and I am sure these guys think they are doing well but citizens in camouflage with guns are not my idea of a reasonable solution. Wow, politics on my first day? Our hiking to Morena was idyllic; perfect weather, great scenery, and good company. Jeff is a great hiking partner and our styles worked well together. We hooked up with T-minus and hiked together most of the day. At our first meeting T-minus said “Oh you are go-BIG,” and this startled me until I realized that many of us were active participants on the 2006 yahoo group. Still having someone know you somewhat and having never met them was odd. We had a great time getting to really know each other. One thing that was really tough today was having my dad drop me off rather than joining me. He is my best friend and best hiking buddy, but physically he is no longer able to follow me on crazy adventures like I followed him as a boy. Leaving the border all he could say was “wish I was going with you” and my only reply was “me too” and then turned and walked away. Now we are back in Morena with Mom and Dad and pork chops are on the menu.
Destination: Lake Morena
Starting Location: Campo Today’s Miles: 20.60
Trip Miles: 20.60
3107 Assent 2933 Decent
What a fantastic day, perfect cool temperatures and great hiking. We arrived at the border after a dripping condensation night. I was at a complete loss for words for my register entry and was a bit annoyed by the so called minute men who are literally camped beside the Southern Terminus Monument. When we arrived one of them walked over to check us out with his pseudo military apparel and an A5 Colt Automatic on his hip. Based on the look I shot him he likely got the impression that I was not interested in a self appointed militia whose rhetoric is full of prejudices. I understand the immigration frustration and I am sure these guys think they are doing well but citizens in camouflage with guns are not my idea of a reasonable solution. Wow, politics on my first day? Our hiking to Morena was idyllic; perfect weather, great scenery, and good company. Jeff is a great hiking partner and our styles worked well together. We hooked up with T-minus and hiked together most of the day. At our first meeting T-minus said “Oh you are go-BIG,” and this startled me until I realized that many of us were active participants on the 2006 yahoo group. Still having someone know you somewhat and having never met them was odd. We had a great time getting to really know each other. One thing that was really tough today was having my dad drop me off rather than joining me. He is my best friend and best hiking buddy, but physically he is no longer able to follow me on crazy adventures like I followed him as a boy. Leaving the border all he could say was “wish I was going with you” and my only reply was “me too” and then turned and walked away. Now we are back in Morena with Mom and Dad and pork chops are on the menu.

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Apprehension and excitement are both prevalent this evening. We picked up my brother-in-law Jeff this afternoon and we arrived at Lake Morena around 3 p.m. Shortly thereafter, Sauerkraut and Alina arrived from the border and we invited them to dinner. Phil also made it just before food and we had a taco feast. It was great talking to the first hikers I have met. Jeff and I head out in the a.m. Jeff is joining me for 3 days and we will hike together until Pioneer Mail. I do not know Jeff very well and look forward to hiking with him. That said we have no idea if we are compatible and that is a concern. Regardless, for this part of my hike I am willing to be really flexible as I have a lot of schedule options at this early junction. Wow, I really start tomorrow. The weather is quite cool and hiking will require much less water than I anticipated. I will start with 3 liters and thus save 4 pounds in H20 weight. Sounds good—we are off.

Apprehension and excitement are both prevalent this evening. We picked up my brother-in-law Jeff this afternoon and we arrived at Lake Morena around 3 p.m. Shortly thereafter, Sauerkraut and Alina arrived from the border and we invited them to dinner. Phil also made it just before food and we had a taco feast. It was great talking to the first hikers I have met. Jeff and I head out in the a.m. Jeff is joining me for 3 days and we will hike together until Pioneer Mail. I do not know Jeff very well and look forward to hiking with him. That said we have no idea if we are compatible and that is a concern. Regardless, for this part of my hike I am willing to be really flexible as I have a lot of schedule options at this early junction. Wow, I really start tomorrow. The weather is quite cool and hiking will require much less water than I anticipated. I will start with 3 liters and thus save 4 pounds in H20 weight. Sounds good—we are off.

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Sunday, April 23, 2006
After years of dreaming and months of preparation we headed for the southern terminus this morning. My parents (Bob & Peggy) are providing shuttle service with style in their motor home. Traveling south we are “camped” at Saddle Back State Park (near Mojave) for the evening. In a days worth of driving, a months worth of hiking miles were logged. Reviewing the distance traveled today is difficult to comprehend walking.
As we traveled past Tehachapi we spotted the PCT crossing Highway 58 just east of town. In the morning we will cross the PCT again near Silverwood Lake as it passed under Interstate 15 headed to Wrightwood.
Before leaving home this morning I got on the bathroom scale and weighed in at 192.5 lbs. That is up about 8 lbs from a month ago. The weight gain was both intentional and a bit of defiance on my part. I knew that carrying some weight on the hoof would be shed soon enough. And I had had it with dealing with a stomach ailment that had been threatening my hike since Thanksgiving.
After months of serious diet restrictions, ultra sounds, CT scans, complex cyst and talk of benign or malignent diagnosis, I said the hell with it. And funny thing, here I am heading for the border. Ultimately, after some excellent medical care the docs generally agree that more tests will only result in more red herring concerns. So I am without a definitive diagnosis but we did rule out some really unpleasant (like cancer) concerns. I feel well enough to give a thru-hike a serious effort. I am really happy to be saying that and I would like to thank Doctors Sunita, Jeff, Dina, Heidi and the incredible Doctor Delphine for helping me get here.
Mom just served up fresh strawberries over angel food cade with whipped cream for dessert. Now this is how to start a trip.
After years of dreaming and months of preparation we headed for the southern terminus this morning. My parents (Bob & Peggy) are providing shuttle service with style in their motor home. Traveling south we are “camped” at Saddle Back State Park (near Mojave) for the evening. In a days worth of driving, a months worth of hiking miles were logged. Reviewing the distance traveled today is difficult to comprehend walking.
As we traveled past Tehachapi we spotted the PCT crossing Highway 58 just east of town. In the morning we will cross the PCT again near Silverwood Lake as it passed under Interstate 15 headed to Wrightwood.
Before leaving home this morning I got on the bathroom scale and weighed in at 192.5 lbs. That is up about 8 lbs from a month ago. The weight gain was both intentional and a bit of defiance on my part. I knew that carrying some weight on the hoof would be shed soon enough. And I had had it with dealing with a stomach ailment that had been threatening my hike since Thanksgiving.
After months of serious diet restrictions, ultra sounds, CT scans, complex cyst and talk of benign or malignent diagnosis, I said the hell with it. And funny thing, here I am heading for the border. Ultimately, after some excellent medical care the docs generally agree that more tests will only result in more red herring concerns. So I am without a definitive diagnosis but we did rule out some really unpleasant (like cancer) concerns. I feel well enough to give a thru-hike a serious effort. I am really happy to be saying that and I would like to thank Doctors Sunita, Jeff, Dina, Heidi and the incredible Doctor Delphine for helping me get here.
Mom just served up fresh strawberries over angel food cade with whipped cream for dessert. Now this is how to start a trip.

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Friday, April 21, 2006
This Journal would not be possible without the help of those who have graciously agreed to transcribe my chicken scratch. Many hikers the last few years have taken to carrying a small device called “pocket mail”. This piece of technological marvel allows you to type into a small PDA like device and then send your text to an email address over any phone line. Once in an email it is pretty simply to cut and paste into trailjournals. Not for me however. With the exception of my digital watch/compass/altimeter and my digital camera I have decided to do this hike unplugged and will attempt to write my journal by hand. I think this is going to be much harder than it sounds as I do all my writing on the computer and have for a few decades now. After I write it, I will then send them to the transcribers via snail mail and hopefully they will be able to figure out what the heck I meant as I misspelled every other word.
So thank you in advance to Teresa and Liz who have agreed to transcribe for me. Teresa will be on duty for the first month and then Liz will take over after she returns from Aqua Dulce. Now Teresa says she is going to take full liberty on embellishing my journal if it is boring, so if you read anything totally outrageous it likely never happened. Rather, Teresa simply made it up. Friday, April 21, 2006
This Journal would not be possible without the help of those who have graciously agreed to transcribe my chicken scratch. Many hikers the last few years have taken to carrying a small device called “pocket mail”. This piece of technological marvel allows you to type into a small PDA like device and then send your text to an email address over any phone line. Once in an email it is pretty simply to cut and paste into trailjournals. Not for me however. With the exception of my digital watch/compass/altimeter and my digital camera I have decided to do this hike unplugged and will attempt to write my journal by hand. I think this is going to be much harder than it sounds as I do all my writing on the computer and have for a few decades now. After I write it, I will then send them to the transcribers via snail mail and hopefully they will be able to figure out what the heck I meant as I misspelled every other word.
So thank you in advance to Teresa and Liz who have agreed to transcribe for me. Teresa will be on duty for the first month and then Liz will take over after she returns from Aqua Dulce. Now Teresa says she is going to take full liberty on embellishing my journal if it is boring, so if you read anything totally outrageous it likely never happened. Rather, Teresa simply made it up.
This Journal would not be possible without the help of those who have graciously agreed to transcribe my chicken scratch. Many hikers the last few years have taken to carrying a small device called “pocket mail”. This piece of technological marvel allows you to type into a small PDA like device and then send your text to an email address over any phone line. Once in an email it is pretty simply to cut and paste into trailjournals. Not for me however. With the exception of my digital watch/compass/altimeter and my digital camera I have decided to do this hike unplugged and will attempt to write my journal by hand. I think this is going to be much harder than it sounds as I do all my writing on the computer and have for a few decades now. After I write it, I will then send them to the transcribers via snail mail and hopefully they will be able to figure out what the heck I meant as I misspelled every other word.
So thank you in advance to Teresa and Liz who have agreed to transcribe for me. Teresa will be on duty for the first month and then Liz will take over after she returns from Aqua Dulce. Now Teresa says she is going to take full liberty on embellishing my journal if it is boring, so if you read anything totally outrageous it likely never happened. Rather, Teresa simply made it up.

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After returning from some gear testing last week during a snow shoeing trip I was totally surprised to come home to a house full of family and friends who gathered to give me a proper send off for my trip. The warmth of family and friends is very difficult to describe….I am truly blessed.
During the party the Old Goat read a poem he had written in honor of the occasion. Each time I read it, I discover another clever verse that truly captures my life. Thank you Old Goat, I will treasure this forever:

By the Time I Get to Jawbone* She’ll Be Risin’
We assemble to observe the departure next week
Of Robert Francisco the thru-hiking freak
He was born in Corona to Peggy and Bob
His goal by age forty: to be out of a job
He was raised in Mojave at the level of snow
Fished and hiked hard like a boy on the go
A long-distance track star, he longed for the trail
His wish was soon granted when his family made bail
He washed dishes in Lyle’s Pine Manor Café
Where they served mystery meat and a nice trout filet
Drove a milk truck in Foothill with a college degree
Didn’t pay all that well but the ice cream was free
No stranger to Mother Nature, in fact Her fav’rite son
Sleepin’ out in the snow is how he has fun
He’s outa Big Agnes and up with the sun
Casts a seven-X taper with a Pale Morning Dun
Under the stars and the heavenly sights
He’s already logged a whole year’s worth of nights
Eight hundred calories on his featherlite stove
“How come I hiked when I sure coulda drove?”
Dr. Seuss says, “Oh, the places you’ll go!”
To dry, sandy deserts and passes of snow
You’ll live with the marmot, the pika and bear
Spend idyllic days breathing clear mountain air
You’ll first reach ten thousand just north of Monache
Just like raising the flag on Mount Suribachi
Shooting star and penstemon of scarlet and vi’let
Approaching Mt. Whitney you’ll encounter sky pilot
Seven weeks later you’ll pass over the border
Where the terrain for hiking is made right to order
Through Ashland and Fish Lake, Mazama, Olallie
There’s Mount Hood – we’ll make it, by golly, Miss Molly!
In late August you’ll enter the Evergreen State
And fly o’er the trail as though toting no weight
That’s eighty-one down with just nineteen to go
Tarry long there and you’re caught in the snow
Then fin’ly it happens: you can see through the clearing
It looks like the Washington obelisk you are nearing
There’s the break in the timber – the line between lands
The border at last, where two nations join hands
You race down to meet it midst the hemlock and pine
The goal you’re pursuing – Monument Seventy-nine
Some bubbly, some photos, some hugs shared with friends
Eight more miles to reach Manning, where the Trail fin’ly ends
In six months we’ll convene here again in the fall
To salute Robert Francisco whose new name is go-small
We wish you a full house, not just one or two pairs
And for now we release you with our good thoughts and prayers

Old Goat/2006

*Jawbone Canyon Road – Near Robin Bird Spring, Mile 602 NOBO

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I have developed an Excel spreadsheet based on Craig’s PCT Planner that outlines where I plan to resupply along the route. Unfortunately, I have not figured out a way to import it into Trailjournals. If someone knows how, maybe they could drop me a note with instructions.

Anyway, on the PCT, hikers seem to adopt one of the two dominant resupply strategies. The choices are basically as follows: 1. Figure it all out ahead of time, plan your meals, and have boxes shipped to you along the trail. 2. Buy what you need along the way as you frequent towns near the trail. Both approaches seem to have advantages. Option one gives you the opportunity to plan quality meals in advance but you run the risk of sending too much or too little food, and you may get tired of meals that seemed perfectly appetizing during the planning phase. Option 1 also costs more in postage as you are sending all of those packages. Option 2 is nice because you can be more spontaneous and are not as driven by the post office schedule as to when you need to pick up your box. However, many of the towns that the PCT goes near are quite small. Thus your opportunities for large grocers with abundant choices are largely wishful thinking.

I have decided to adopt a modified approach. I plan to purchase most of my food along the way but in areas where I know my choices will be limited I will mail a package from my last larger town stop. For me, I think this will work out very well. Fortunately, I am not a picky eater even though my Dr. would like me to be very picky regarding keeping the saturated fats to a minimum. I am figuring with this kind of exercise a few extra grams of fat will not kill me. I also find that I can get pretty bored with the same meals repeated over time. On the John Muir Trail (JMT) in September of 2005, I found that after just a couple of weeks, I was bored with some of the meals I had brought and I had only eaten them twice.

I also have the very good fortune to live in California, I am involved with the PCTA, and I have a lot of family and friends who live near the trail. Thus, in some of the more limited resupply areas, I have people who are coming to meet me with food, drink, and friendship. If need be, they will take me to town. For example, in Burney California, my sister Sheri and her partner Kathy will be taking vacation and going to Burney Falls State Park. When I get there, they have promised to feed me very well and will give me a ride into Burney to resupply. I won’t need much however, because when I get to Mt. Shasta City, my good friends Nick and Christy and Michael and Joe will likely host me in their homes for a day or two.

This strategy is going to be really nice between Aqua Dulce and Kennedy Meadows. My Dad is planning to basically follow me across the desert in his RV, truck, or motorcycle depending on his mood.

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It seems appropriate to give a little bit of personal information about myself for those who do not presently know me. I live in Sacramento with my wonderful wife, Liz Bergeron, our dog Floyd (Weimaraner) and our cat Sally (tiger-stripe).
Those of you who are familiar with the PCT and the Pacific Crest Trail Association (PCTA) may recognize my wife’s name. Yes, it is the same Liz Bergeron who is the Executive Director of the PCTA. Thus, I am pretty familiar with the PCT and very involved with the PCTA: The mission of the Pacific Crest Trail Association is to protect, preserve, and promote the Pacific Crest National Scenic Trail so as to reflect its world-class significance for the enjoyment, education, and adventure of hikers and equestrians.

Liz is going to join me for the first month of my hike. We will meet at the Annual Day Zero Pacific Crest Trail Kick Off Party (ADZPCTKO) and she will actually start at Pioneer Mail and hike to Aqua Dulce. The ADZPCTKO is an informal gathering at the county campground at Lake Moreno (20.6 miles from the Mexico border). The event is loosely sponsored by previous hikers and trail enthusiasts and many NOBO hikers show up for the party. I have been to the KO a few times as a volunteer and it is a really fun event. It is very exciting to be going as an actual hiker in 06. And on Sunday Morning Freefall (PCT 2003) is cooking pancakes for the hikers heading north.

I am 42 years old and will be 43 when I start my thru-hike. In March of 2005, I retired from my job as the Northern California Regional Leader of Jones & Stokes (J&S). J&S is an outstanding environmental consulting firm and it was a really difficult decision to leave. Unfortunately, my position there had me dealing more with accounts payable, achieving business plan, cash flow, and personnel issues…..rather than the project work that brought me into the industry in the first place. I am an environmental scientist by training with a minor in biology. Since retiring, I have realized that it was absolutely the best decision for Liz and me. I will likely work professionally again, but I am in no hurry and am keeping an open mind regarding what “next”. I figure a thru-hike should give me some time to give it some thought.

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I recently read that “when a dream becomes a goal the real work begins”. I am finding this true as I plan for my trip and am sure that days and months on the trail will also require significant effort to ensure success. I am really excited about the prospect and I am enjoying this new goal phase of hiking the PCT.
I have been giving the “rules” of my hike some thought. I believe this is important because I have some strong ideas regarding the type of hike I want to complete. In the community of long distance hikers you will frequently hear the term “hike your own hike” (HYOH). This is a way of saying that you should hike the way you want to. Conversely it is a polite way to tell the pundits or hiking pontificators you are not particularly interested in their opinion as to how you are not hiking “their” way, and thus by their definition, “the best” way. The bottom line is the PCT is ~2650 miles and you have some choices on how you are going to attempt to get from Mexico to Canada.

For example, are you going to skip sections because they are not pretty or lack water?

I am planning on hiking contiguously from Mexico to Canada largely along the PCT. If I make it, I want to be able to say to myself that I hiked the entire way and when I look at a map of my route I do not want to see any breaks in the hiking line depicted. I am willing to take side trails if they are more scenic or offer other advantages but I am unwilling to skip any section that would make my hike non-contiguous. Basically, I will not skip ahead. I know already that I plan to take several of the more scenic routes along the route but not on the official PCT. One is around Crater Lake in Oregon and another is the Eagle creek trail also in Oregon. Both of the alternate routes are not appropriate for horses and thus are not part of the official route. They are reported to be significantly more scenic however.

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Greetings,

About 30 years ago, I remember hiking with my dad somewhere on the Pacific Crest National Scenic Trail (PCT) in southern California and learning that if I kept walking north I would ultimately end up in Canada. And conversely if I went south, I would find myself in Mexico. Sometime shortly after this I learned that a few hardy souls had actually embarked-on and completed a contiguous hike from Mexico to Canada. I continue to be in complete awe.

I never forgot those early images of the trail, nor the longing to attempt the epic adventure of hiking the entire PCT; of spending a summer in the mountains and landscapes that I truly love. And while I always put this idea in the realm of fantasy, I now find myself writing my first entry into http://www.trailjournals.com as I plan for my 2006 PCT thru-hike attempt. If you follow this journal you will quickly learn I am not the best speller or grammarian. However, I should point out that in the context of a through hike, the trail community spells it “thru”.

I am planning a NOBO which is a hiking acronym for North Bound. My schedule has me leaving Campo, California on April 25, 2006. The small town of Campo is the southern terminus of the PCT and is adjacent to the Mexico border. Hopefully, I will find myself in Canada about 5 months later thus completing my hike in Manning Park, British Columbia (Northern terminus). The plan is to finish in late September with a specific target date of the 26th.

I have taken on the trail name of go-BIG and you can see the history of that under the trail name section of my journal. I have never written a journal before and the process seems rather daunting but I am committed to giving it a sincere effort.

Your comments and feedback are greatly appreciated.

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