It’s been a while, and cell service has been intermittent and random.
- I had my first trail bear in Lassen. This is not to be confused with a trail beer — I’ve had dozens of those.
- a bird tried to kill me by dropping a branch close to my head
- I’m passed the halfway point on the trail
- I played in the Hotspring and ate dinner at Drakesbad. It’s a fancy resort that served steak and everyone’s favorite vegetarian dinner entree… Risotto
For the past several days I’ve been hiking on and off with Heaven. Heaven is an apocalyptomist (he’s optimistic that when a human-driven apocalypse occurs things will turn out for the better), and was previously an environmental philosopher before turning ultra-runner. We have fun conversations about trails, climate change, and pre-civilization. When asking Heaven (who’s from New Jersey) what he thought of California so far:
“It’s very big and diverse. Probably the sort of state that should be broken into three.”Heaven (PCT Hiker)
It was really only when I hit the midpoint of the trail that it dawned on me just how long this trail is. It’s like… 400 pop-tarts long. That’s way too much sugar!
I’ve only been out here around 6 weeks, and I can’t help but wonder how a person’s dental hygiene and health can be maintained when they spend 5 or 6 months on the trail. Trail food really is the diabetes starter pack! How do we give this stuff to children? Really?! I might only be 53% done with the trail, but I’m probably 80% done with trail food! Huzzah!
With love and happiness that I’ve eaten at towns the past 3 days,