Sunday, July 22, 2012

Day 80: Busted!


(Mile 1127.5 to Tinker Knob, 1148.5 = 21 miles)


Rock cairn art.
I had service this morning from our campsite overlooking Tahoe, and the first message changed the day and perhaps trip.  It was from Erin "Wired" Saver, class of 2011.  She had written about possibly trail angeling us in Oregon.  I had sent updated information about where we'd be.  We'd love to see her!

Lake Tahoe. Reminds me of my friends, Ryan and Rebecca, who got married there!
But that is not all she wrote.  That was the first paragraph.  The second was the long one and the one that had me sitting up straight in bed and gave me butterflies.  She strongly encouraged us to do a solo section in Northern California.  As in split up.  As in camp alone.  As in in the dark.  She went on to say a bit about her solo experience and the growth that came from it.  And how we wouldn't want to come to the end of the trip with what ifs and regrets.  I was busted.

It was another great sky and great rock formation day. It is amazing how lighting affects everything.
See, I have known all along that I should do at least some of this solo.  That there are things I need to learn that would not, could not happen with another.  But, I am afraid of the dark.  And over the course of the trip so far, I had myself convinced that I was getting enough solo time, enough time to think that I didn't actually need to hike any of the trail solo.  I really had let it go.  Until this morning, when, out of the blue, Wired told me to do a leg solo.  No one has said a word to me about it.  I think my family and friends feel more comfortable knowing that I am with someone.  I know I do!  And then Wired comes along and just says it and doesn't really give me an out.  It is JUST what I needed!  A push!  I am ridiculously glad and thankful.

Sun setting behind Tinker Knob.
And so, I don't know quite when or how I'll do, but I will be hiking solo sometime in the next few weeks.  Gumby, hopefully, will not.  She does not want to.  She said she grew up as an only child and had plenty of alone time.  She'll find hikers to travel with at whatever town we stop in.  Meanwhile, she's helping me out now by sleeping a little ways away so that I can get used to staying alone. 

Billy's peak! Just for you, Billy!
I have been thinking about this all day.  I am nervous and excited.  I know it is what I need and that this is the right time.  I will go for it soon so that I don't chicken out.  I can use all of the encouragement you have.  Wired has already written back with recommendations of where to do it and tricks to help yourself sleep.  I am grateful.  For the support and especially for inadvertently calling me out!  Thanks, Erin/Wired!

Sunset from camp. A great night for a little solo time.

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Day 79: A Long, Slow Day


(Mile 1106.5 to 1127.5, just past Barker Pass = 21 miles)


Wild tiger lilies ... you know how I feel about wildflowers!

Well, we made our 20 miles today, but it was a long, slow day.  We only saw one other PCT hiker today, three backpackers, and what seemed like a mother/daughter camped at Barker Pass.  The mother and daughter were the only ones we spoke with.  I guess the Desolation Wilderness is desolate, after all!


So, we decided that we would do something
trail special on Tuesdays. That is full of candy
for our fellow hikers.

The day's miles were easy enough, so I am not sure why we are so tired and had a hard time hitting the 20-mile mark.  And it's the day after a half day.  Hmmm.

What a long day to get here! We were thrilled to hear vehicles passing.

We are also starting to get a little crazy again.  In the regular world, I always want more time to just think.  But, out here, you get around 14 hours a day of it.  Fourteen.  For, oh, say, six days a week ... times eleven weeks ... Yes.  Weird things start happening.  Gumby has taken to singing "100 Bottles of Beer on the Wall."  Repeatedly.  Fortunately, she sings in her head.  I am turning to the mp3 player ... while my batteries work.  Books on tape start back up tomorrow.  If anyone has any suggestions for maintaining sanity out here, please share!  I have my own tricks, but even they are getting old.

Sunset over Lake Tahoe. Perfect camping.

We did, however, end up with a fantastic site overlooking Lake Tahoe.  And we're cowboy camping, so it will be the first thing we see in the morning.  And with that, I am calling it a night!


Headstands for Dicks Pass. Thank goodness the passes are getting easier!