Day 3- back on track

Date: April 6, 2016

Bushcamp* (mile 27.7) to Laguna campground (mile 47.5)

Miles: 19.8

*bushcamp is camping in an unmarked campsite. Andy learned this term from and Aussie who hiked the PCT last year.

We woke up at just before 6 with a goal to start hiking by 7. The night was calm and we both slept well in our secluded camp spot off trail. We left camp at 6:45- getting closer to our goal of 30 min from waking up to walking!

We hiked 2.5 miles to a natural spring. It was our first natural water source and felt like a little oasis in the dry desert.

We hiked on into the wind, hugging the hillsides winding up and up toward Mt Laguna at 6,050 ft. In total we gained 2,500 ft but spread out over 14 miles it felt pretty mellow. The trail meandered through manzanitas, oaks and high chaparral.

We met a few more hikers, including one hiking with his dog Lucy. Like highways, the closer you get to towns- the more people you see.

We walked into the town of Mt Laguna in search of running water to wash our faces. The strong winds made for a sticky and thick conglomeration of sunscreen and dirt. Andy got a new buckle for his pack (thank you Mt. Laguna Outfitter and Pilsbury) and we road walked another .5 mile back to the trail.

Home for the night lay 4 miles ahead and with peanut m&ms and bars in hand we we set out for the final push. Unfortunatley- there was no campsite. Instead we ate dinner, aired out our feet and stared out into the distant mountains knowing that soon we will hike there.

We rolled into the Laguna campground (.7 miles off trail) around 6:30 and were sorely disappointed to learn that a single campsite cost $23!

We wandered around looking for other thru hikers to share a spot but ultimately decided to camp by ourselves- away from the social butterflies.

We are not feeling overally social at the moment. Hopefully that will change with time as we figure out our routine and settle into the groove.

We are happy with the progress we made today- surprisingly feeling less tired than the day before.

Good night. 

Tonight we are grateful for cool temps and home cooked meals.

        

Andy conducting business on trail

   
 

Dinner with a view from Foster Point

   

Day 2 – Takin It Easy 

Date: April 5, 2016

Hauser creek (mile 15.4) to bush camp (mile 27.7)

Miles: 12.3

We wake up at 5:45 to the sounds of birds chirping. It is chilly out and we are toasty in our sleeping bags. We both slept well (Andy with his Sea to Summit pillow and Laurie with a buff stuffed with clothes).
We sort food for the day, prep our feet and giggle as Andy continues shuffling.

We start hiking at 8. These leisurely mornings are nice but won’t last long. Eventually we hope to be able to break camp in 30 min. Good thing we have 5+ months to practice!

Once on the trail we gradually climb up and down to Lake Morena. The temperatures remain mild and hiking in the shade of our umbrellas with a light breeze feels divine. Our feet feel good and our bodies a little sore from the heavy packs the day before but all in all we are 2 happy hikers.

We spend 2.5 hours at Lake Morena stretching, looking for a new camera, calling family and eating lunch.

After chatting a bit with other hikers we set out again around 2:30.

About an hour in we run into another hiker stopped waiting for a rattlesnake to cross the trail. We chat a bit and then part ways as we stop to air out our feet and snack.

Around 6:00 we find a nice secluded camping spot and decide to call it a night. We didn’t reach our goal of 15 miles/day but plan to make up those miles tomorrow with an earlier start.

Good night from the desert.

Today we are grateful for: gentle grades and leukotape.

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Day 1 – Green hills and mild temps

Date: April 4, 2016

Southern Terminus (mile 0) to Hauser Creek (mile 15.4)

Miles: 15.4

We’re up at 3:30am and can’t fall back to sleep. We’re drowsy but excited.

Ready to hike.

Our friend Eric picks us up from my parent’s home (thanks Eric!!!) in LA at 5am and we’re on our way. We stop in Carlsbad at Laurie’s friend’s home, drop off our resupply boxes for the next section and drive to the Southern Terminus of the Pacific Crest Trail.

We see the border fence, then the monument. For the first time it starts to feel real. We’re about the hike the Pacific Crest Trail!

We’re overcome with emotions. Exhilaration, nervousness, happiness. We collect ourselves, take a few pictures, call our friends and loved ones and start hiking around 10am.

We’re taking it slow today. We haven’t hiked in a while, and we’re carrying 6 liters (roughly 13 pounds) of water. And with 5 days worth of food, our packs weigh almost 40 pounds. Heavy, but manageable.

The desert is alive. Flowers are blooming and the hillsides are a vibrant green color.

The sun is shining but it’s not too hot – in the 70s with a breeze. Perfect for desert hiking.

One mile in, Laurie takes out her camera but it won’t take a picture – it focuses but won’t click. The batteries are charged and we have plenty of spare memory cards… but the darn thing won’t capture the picture. A few more miles in, Andy is tightening a strap on his pack and the buckle snaps. Two early lessons that no matter how much time and effort you put into planning, you can’t be prepared for everything. Shit is going to happen and together we will figure out how to proceed.

We take many shoes-off breaks to allow our feet to rest and breathe. It takes great effort to purposefully slow down instead of pushing through mild discomfort, but loved feet now equals less blisters in the future. Hopefully.

At one point high on a plateau, a huge rattlesnake warned us of this presence, causing Laurie to squeal and jump.

Luckily it was well off the trail and we easily continued on.

The day is going well, but having slept for only 4 hours the night before, we start to hit our walls around 3pm. But we want to hike 15.4 miles to Houser Creek. We look for camping options around mile 13 but there isn’t much to be found.

We distract one another with coversation (and Laurie eats Swedish Fish) for a few more miles until we reach our destination for the night. There are only two people (another couple) camped here tonight. Great news since there are only 3 campsites available.

Having seen only 7 northbound hikers since we began, we knew our odds of finding a campsite was reasonably high.

We make dinner, clean our dirty feet, give each other foot massages and crawl into our sleeping bags. We’re sore, tired and ready to sleep. And it’s only 8:30pm. We’ve missed this.

We’re hiking the Pacific Crest Trail!!!

Today we are grateful for: our umbrellas and this opportunity.

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