PCT day 30 - mile 644 to mile 666
"Killer trail with killer views up ahead on the trail. A trail crafted by skilled dwarves in days of yore. Cut into the side of the mountain with nothing but pickaxes, pry bars, rock drills and dynamite!" LongJohnSilver
"How many hikers can you fit into a car.. Wait, is this a Polish joke?" Pancakes
Town day, resupply day - slowly but surely it becomes more desirable. Just to aimlessly walk the alleys in supermarket, strike a conversation with a stranger or share a story with another hiker. It feels special, even for a loner like myself.
I camped only 8 miles away from Walkers Pass where I could catch a ride to either Lake Isabella or Ridgecrest in the morning. Calling trail angel was out of question as my T-Mobile credit ran out two days ago and local bus was running only on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays (and no one knew why). So I had to rely on my questionable hitchhike catching skills.
I arrived at the Walkers Pass at 8:30am, half an hour of sticking thumb up both ways (towards cars going to Lake Isabella and Ridgecrest) and.. nothing, well no surprise there. After about 40 minutes (I think the key is to stick your thumb confidently quite high, but I will review that) a car pulled over, it was two friends, soldiers and one was giving the other ride to a military unit (there's a military base close to Ridgecrest), they offered me a ride to Inyokern, a small town half way through to Ridgecrest, I gladly took the offer.
We had a friendly chat about killing rattlesnakes with shotguns, that I should carry a machete with me in case I get attacked by one and that bears are only overgrown raccoons and I shouldn't worry about them. After they dropped me off, I bought few things in a local market and decided to try my luck catching another hitch to Ridgecrest (they had Walmart = Caramel Mountain trail mix!). I put my thumb up, and after few minutes a white mercedes pulled over, a gentleman and his wife offered me a ride to Walmart!
Ridgecrest turned out to be a very long road full of shops and services and Walmart was at the very end of it, I got dropped off after a 20 minute ride (I offered to pay few dollars for it but both times my offer got rejected).
I did my usual resupply here but this time got two Caramel Mountain trail mixes (that's 1.2kg extra weight, but hey it's worth it!) as I was finishing shopping a woman approached me and asked if I wanted a ride to anywhere in town. I said yes, I needed to go to T-Mobile to renew my credit and that was few miles up the road. She waited for me outside and off we went. Jenny as that was her name, said that she isn't a trail angel but she likes to help hikers when she can, she hikes herself with her husband so she's familiar with the problems of it. As we went down the road we could see the smoke going out from the military base area, Jenny said (she used to work for them) that they been exploding something there for the whole week and that there's nothing to worry about.
I thanked Jenny for the ride, sorted out my T-Mobile problem, went to 'Big 5' an outdoor company but hikers bought out everything good here (aka dehydrated meals). Then I treated myself to a Taco Bell a franchise recommended to me by Nugget and called a trail angel Pancakes asking if she could give me a ride back to the trail once I'm finished. I was quite lucky as she was in the area and on her way to pick up hikers from Walkers Pass. She turned out to be a very lively and chatty woman, reminded me of Kenny from Big Bear and I regret that I won't be staying at her house as it would probably be a fun experience. I was also the first Polish hiker she met since she started trail angeling (so from 2019!)
I went back on trail at 1pm and got greeted with a steady, long and quite beautiful ascent up the Mount Jenkins and Owen Peak, after three hours of good progress and as I zoned out another goddamnyoubastard rattlesnake popped up just in front of me from underneath the bush, it was less than a feet away, the closest I ever been to one. It started to rattle and move sideways on trail, I put my feet back and scored the ground with my poles to throw some grime and dust at it as I though it will strike. I think that must have confused it a little as it made a quick exit and disappeared to the side of the trail. It was also different colour to the previous ones I saw, it was golden yellow, apparently these are called Timber rattlesnakes. If it carries on like this, soon I'll become a rattlesnake expert, haha.
Few more hours of walking and I pitched the tent at the quite pretty but exposed campsite. I'm staying here on my own (which is surprising as I went pass few other hikers). It looks like it will be a windless night, a very welcome change. The moon is big and bright, I can hear the crickets jamming in tune with occasional F-18 circling around the military base. Life is good.
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