Start: Silver City
Stop: Goat Canyon
Total miles: 166
On the road by 6am. Yes, more road walking. It beats down my moral and I focus on all the pain. What I really want to do is hitch. But somehow I push through. The next thing I know, a truck slows to a stop and Beads is in there. She forgot her charger at Motel 6 and has managed to find a ride there and back. It’s a world of angels.
I take a break as other hikers show up one by one. Lia, Porshe (PCT Class of 2013), Pacer, Threshold. We all mosey on. Eventually the pavement ends and the road turns to dirt. 15 total road miles today. We come to our first real creek of the trip. Wow! Flowing water! And just over 13 miles by 11:30am? I’ll take it.
The afternoon is a climb upon a climb. The skies darken, the thunder rumbles. Jacket, umbrella and pack cover are ready. I begin climbing straight up a mountain as the rain dumps unicorns. Because of my umbrella I don’t need a rain jacket for which I’m deeply grateful. I’m not joking about the straight up. Even in my short sleeve shirt, beads of sweat form on my skin. The steps are painstakingly slow. Umbrella in one hand, trekking poles in the other and straight the fuck up.
I’m getting closer and closer to the dark groaning clouds. The thunder splashes about the sky. Eventually I turn towards the sun as I push one more brushy climb. Beads is there waiting for me and we decide to crank a few more miles. We descend into a creek valley and put up our tents for the first time of the trip. Home sweet home.