I'm Actually Here

There is something supremely wonderful about waking up with the sun everyday and finding yourself in a new place. I packed my things and ate breakfast as I began to walk. FallRisk is right behind me and we paused near an overlook to take in a desert sunrise. Despite walking 23 miles yesterday, my legs and feet are feeling fantastic. It's almost as if I am picking up right where I left off on the A.T.

When a person spends excessive periods of time alone in the heat, a wide variety of interesting thoughts flow through the brain. Today, for example, I pondered the popularity of ABBA, the French word for grapefruit and variations on a risotto recipe I had made wore my departure. Unfortunately, getting too lost in your own brain can be distracting and cause you to trip and fall into a cactus. At least that is what happened to me. I arrived at scissors crossing after 25 blistering miles. I hitch-hiked into the small town of Julian, where the Jeff and Sandy picked me up. Jeff is a relative of a good friend of mine, who happens to live near the trail. Jeff and Sandy picked me up and took me back the his house. Showered, laundered and extraordinarily well fed, I waddled into bed. Thank you so much for taking care of me Jeff and Sandy!