Legs and Borders

"I went out of the tent in the morning to do my business, found a perfect spot so I'm digging a hole with the trowel.. and there was already shit in it" Tom. The night was cold, in fact that might have been the coldest night I had since starting PCT and it was indoors.. Kenny said before breakfast that if we won't stop talking about it, we will eat outside.. rude?! The breakfast was as promised though big and tasty. We had fruit salad, gammon, fried potatoes with onion and peppers (which I particularly liked), scrambled eggs and French toast with maple syrup. After everyone has finished, Kenny started to ship people back to the trail, town or post office wherever they wanted to go. I missed the first transport (no idea how) but managed to get on the second one and I was back on trail by 10:30. It was smooth sailing today and despite late start myself and a lot of people starting with me or later, managed to do ye olde 20 miles. We pitched tents at the "Little Bea...

"You guys are lucky that my wife left me ten years ago, otherwise non of this would be happening" Kenny. "I'm a Trump supporter, but I leave it outside the house" Kenny. Today we walked ten remaining miles to Big Bear to have a NERO day. We waited for Kenny our host for the day, for about an hour as when we arrived at the crossroads he was at the Sunday mass. We both knew Kenny was Donald Trump sider, so we anticipated an American flag outside the house, but what we saw outgrew our wildest expectations. What's even more interesting Kenny turned out to be a genuinely nice person, his rule was to never turn away a hiker, so we have sixteen people sleeping here with us tonight. There's air mattresses set up in every room, Kenny's dogs are running around, washing machine and tumble dryer are working in constant loop. Everything in the fridge without someone's name on it can be consumed, no washing up necessary and the list goes on. After arriving at ...

"One litre of water per four miles of hiking, and then some for camping. And extra two litres when you're old" Salty. Since I stayed two miles behind Tom yesterday, I woke up earlier to catch up with him. My shins were feeling fine after the night's rest, but something in the middle of my left foot was hurting instead. I decided to take it slowly again and see if I can 'walk it off'. I had vivid dreams at night again, but luckily this time they were more tolerable. I met Tom at mile 132 at 7am, he went in front of me at a higher speed and I was walking behind, we were gaining quite a lot of altitude before the midday. After couple of miles we met Salty and his new trail family at the last water source for the next 16 miles, he looked tired and (un)ironically asked me if the hike was getting easier. The path after that got surprisingly empty, I came across five hikers for the rest of the day, no one was going opposite direction at all. Path got easy and shaded ...