PCT Day 10: Aqua Dulce, where?
Day 10 5-28-2015 Sleep 2000-200
Woke up to a sweet cold morning. I moved swiftly getting through the town of
and got off the road before too many cars.
Then it was hot, hot and more hot.
Big water carry, seeing as I couldn’t rely on any caches. 15 miles on a sun baked south-southwest side
of a low elevation ridge. It was
hot. I thought all my sauna’ing would
have helped me with this or maybe it is really just that hot. I am trying to run a long but the whole time
my eyes wonder to Bouquet Resevoir below.
If only I could sprout wings and glide down, I would just face plant
into the cool blue. Although, I guess if
I magically became able to fly I would probably do something cooler…maybe not
though, it was hot. I got to the
fire station around 1330 and drank my fill of water. I decided before the trip, if it got too hot
during the day to hike (i.e. I am losing power, losing focus, losing my mind,
or dangerous) that I would try to nap during the heat and hike later at night. So, today would be the first giver-go. I laid in the shade with my legs vertical up
on the building. I actually closed my
eyes and dreamed a bit. When I came to,
thirty minutes had passed. But I felt
like I was asleep for a full night of sleep, dreams and all. I guess that is what you get when you are
that tired; you sleep faster. But I
didn’t want to go back out and hike eleven miles on asphalt in the mid
afternoon sun for this detour. I tried
to sleep more but was really just in a haze.
I decided that it was a wash just dazing here versus hiking. Green Valley
|Exposed in the sun all day|
So I packed up and got moving. When I got back to the trail head, I was reading the sign and realized they had opened a section of trail. Great. I thought this detour was going to shave off a few miles but now I have to out and back for about three miles. I ditched my pack and got it done without fussing too much. It felt weird to not have my pack on. Now back at the road, the fun part. There was no shoulder and
drivers are apparently afraid of crossing the double yellow, even if no cars
are coming the other way for miles. So I
got really close to a bunch of cars going 50 mph spitting there exhaust at
me…it was awesome! I finally got through
the town and onto the more country road section. There were hardly lanes and the road to
gravel shoulder was so crowned it hurt my knee.
I was walking a third out in the lane and when the four cars I passed
the rest of the way came, I scooched over to the absolute side of the road. Two of them honked at me and made wild
gestures for me to move over, off the road get in the bushes, I am coming
through. I can never understand how lazy
you have to be to turn your car steering wheel half and inch and then back for
two effin seconds. But they have never
run/walked on such a road and just don’t understand. Still how could they be so ignorant. Oh conversations with my multi
personalities. Oh hey, watch out,
Ostrich crossing…WAIT what?! I thought I
was really losing it for a second, but I took a picture and the sign was real,
I deduced. Ostrich Crossing…don’t see
that everyday. Man this heat is really
getting to me. I was glad when the
detour took me off the road and back to the woods, my escape from the scary
creatures; back with the mountain lions, bears and dirty hikers. Thank goodness my kind of crowd. I hiked in a ways and set up for the
night. A cool breeze comforted me as I
massaged my feet and legs while laying on my back.
|If only I could glide down there|
|It was a long day|