Today we got to find out what it would be like to be a Southbounder. From when we left at about 7:30 to arriving back at Burney Falls at 12:30 we ran into about 25 PCT hikers. We knew about half of them. It was fun to do once, but it would be tiring to do every day.
Earlier we had hung out for about an hour on the trail 8 miles in near a viewing point where there had been cars parked yesterday, but no one came so we went all the way back to Burney Falls. The pluses: another root beer float and Tracy took a shower and washed her shirt in order to be hitch presentable.
Not a great place to hitch from. We stood for a couple of hours with no success. We then made another sign because at this point we wanted to be anywhere other than in Burney Falls. Now, depending on which lane the car moved into outside the park gates, Tracy would show the appropriate cardboard destination. Finally, we got a ride from a couple going in the Mt Shasta direction, but they were only going 35 miles (not all the way, 55 miles) and we needed to hunker down in the back of their flatbed truck. We said okay. They dropped us off at a turnoff to another set of falls and, amazingly, no sooner had we said goodbye but a forestry researcher/trail angel sees our packs and cardboard signs and offers us a ride to Mt Shasta.
We booked into the Alpine Lodge for two nights. Just as we switched on the TV ... Boom! Thunder and lightening and monsoon like rain. The downpour was so theatrical lots of people were out on balconies to watch. We discovered Sexy Legs and other hikers are next door. We were grateful to be inside and not somewhere in the mountains or still out on the highway.
The next day, ie today, we had great breakfast burritos and smoothies, sorted out transferring the antibiotic prescription and picked them up, did laundry and shopped for resupply food. Mt Shasta is very hippy/spiritual. A good hiker town as everything is walkable.
2 comments:
Your toothless leaf looks so sad. Is it a voodoo cure for Tracy's cough?
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