Whew, what a day. The day was nice actually but last night was killer. I fretted about my situation into the night and woke up at 3 am (to a beautiful full moon) just to fret about it some more. Once I got up and broke camp and entered the day with my plan, everything went just fine. Better than fine in some areas. Today I feel like "I've got this". Last night I was pretty upset and had monkey mind.
The moon was so bright that I had to drape a bandana over my eyes. I could have night hiked...if I could have walked. My right shin is hurting big time. It is even red and swollen and warm. I hiked into town in the morning as soon as the store opened and made sure I got a room. I got a room for 2 nights and I can have it a 3rd night if I need it but on the 4th night, I must go because the entire resort will be full of the Austrailian Olympic marathon running team. So I have until then to heal.
i discovered that I do have cell service in town. It is spotty but I was able to contact my support team and that felt great.
I spent my day in town icing my leg and resting. I visited the camping store in town. It is amazing. they have everything you could need in a tiny little space. You can barely move in there. I just stood outside and told them what I needed and they got it for me. Like serously, there was not room for multiple people in there. I bought a compression sleve for my leg and it feels really good. I also bought some KT Physio tape. This is stretchy tape that therapists use to treat injuries.
They have an amazing service at the store and I got to see it in action today. As the hikers stroll into the parking lot a staff member sits outside and instructs them to empty their pack. they then go through the pack with a fine tooth comb and advise them what they can get rid of to lighten their load. It is so fun to watch. One guy lost 4 pounds and another guy lost 10 pounds. The guy who lost 10 pounds of pack weight still had a pretty big pack...I can only imagine what it looked like before.
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| the woman is the staff member helping the man sort his pack. Hikers were lined up for this service! |
I have been giving some thought to my own pack and I am going to offload a few items. I am running a pretty tight ship but there is room for improvement. I am definatley going to get rid of my stove. I have not been desiring tea in the evenings and I have been experimenting with my food. I can cold soak my food and it works just fine. I have a titanium Bot. It is both a bottle and a pot. It has a gasket on one side of the lid to make it a water tight container or if Iam cooking I just flip the lid over and use it like a pot lid. If I soak my dinner at lunchtime, then by dinnertime it is soft and ready to eat. It is not hot but when I cook food I usually try to eat it while it is still too hot and I burn my tongue. So, that problem is eliminated! I weighed my pack at the camping store today and with a generous 5 day supply of food and one liter of water it weighed 31 pounds. Not too bad. Not sure what my base weight is...I will check it tomorrow perhaps, without the food.
The hiker boxes are a riot. These are boxes that the stores put out and anything a hiker wants to get rid of, they just pop it into the box and another hiker may pick it out and use it. There was a giant pile of shoes at the camping store. I found a really nice rechargable foldable bluetooth keyboard. This makes journal entries much faster and easier to type.
I went from the store to the cafe and bought myself some lunch. This is a sleepy little town that does tourist business in the winter and peak of summer. The cafe is usually not open but during hiker kick off season they open every day to feed us. The have a limited menu and it said I was allowed only one entre. I asked her about it and she said "are you a PCT hiker?" I said yes and she said I was allowed 2 entres. I got 2 entres the they were delicious! I got a ham fritita and an amazing carrot hard cider soup. Both were big winners. I sat at a table of friendly hikers. I mentioned to the woman Natlie sitting next to me that I had chocolate for breakfast (this is the infamous James Curis chocolate I am talking about. He sent me off with an entire batch of it nicely vaccuume packed into bite sized portions), and she responded with "Hmmm, I had gummy bears for breakfast". So, there you have it, breakfast of champions! I got a fresh pear to go at the end of my meal. There is not much for fresh food in this town.

After lunch I went to the post office and she said she can get my bounce box from Warner Springs by tomorrow. How cool is that? A bounce box is a box of items that I think I may need along the way. I mail it to myself every 3rd town or so. My bounce box contains nail clippers, extra batteries, tampons, electrolyes, nail files, my book of poetry, some first aide that I dont want to carry till I need it. Stuff like that. I was lamenting that my bounce box was not available till Warner Springs because I want to put my stove in it. I will probably pull my stove back out before the Sierrias. So, at least I get to go through my box while I am here recovering. And it costs nothing (as long as the box is not opened, they can redirect it for free)
I got into my room about 3pm and it is a dumpy little place with stained carpeting and 50's decor and it smells like old lady perfume and I LOVE IT! I has a front and back door, a microwave, a mini fridge, and a HOT SHOWER! When you get the room they give you a "courtesy bucket" or a "magic bucket". It is provided so you can soak you feet, haul your groceries, wash your clothes (they even provide a cup of laundry detergent) or what ever you want. I have been icing my leg all day and googling how to best apply the physio tape for shin splints. I have yet to do my laundry.

The old man at the store is a real grump, but I have won him over. His grump is a thin layer really and by the end of the day he was calling me "dear" and when I bought a bag of ice he stopped me and opened a box of ziplocks to give me some. What a softie! I bought a razor today so the physio tape will stick better. Man, I have not shaved my legs in years and years. I certainly did not think I would be doing it for my PCT trip. I did a lot of little things today like I cut all the tags out of my clothes so they wont scratch and so I can wear them inside out. Little things like that.
My skirt is already too big and I hope to sew it smaller tomorrow. I also hope to finally attach some patches to my backpack. I have had some of these patches since I was a child. I have been moving them from item to item all my life. I want them on my pack for this trip.
I hear that some hikers are posting to their blog daily. I write daily but I don't post daily. I don't have the cell service coverage that they do and even if I did, I am not sure I would want to post. What I do is journal for myself and then I pick and choose what to put on my blog. That rhythem feels good to me.
Because I have service now in this town, I was able to recieve my daily poem. Again, this one seemed like it was meant for me to see it. The last paragraph is the best, if you skip the rest fine but please read the last bit.
When the Shoe Fits
FROM THE CHINESE OF CHUANG TZU
Chu’i the draftsman
could draw more perfect circles
freehand than with a compass
His fingers brought forth
spontaneous forms from nowhere
His mind was meanwhile free and
without concern with what he was doing
No application was needed
his mind was perfectly simple
and knew no obstacle
So, when the shoe fits,
the foot is forgotten
when the belt fits, the belly is forgotten
and when the heart is right,
for and against are forgotten
No drives, no compulsions,
no needs, no attractions
then your affairs are under control
you are a free man
Easy is right
begin right and you are easy
continue easy and you are right
The right way to go easy
is to forget
the right way
and forget that
the going is easy