Legs and Borders

What I've expected to be a nerve wrecking experience turned out to be quite average and forgettabl but that's alright. I'm talking about hiking through the Lionshead fire trail closure today.  I started hiking an hour earlier than usual to bypass a potential ranger at the border of the closure and as expected nothing was awaiting me there but two notes stating that this part of the trail is closed because of the fire damage. I also had to hop over a string on which one of the notes was hanging to officially 'break the law'. Burn area itself wasn't any worse than many other fire zones we crossed so far on the PCT, in many ways it was actually better, with less fallen trees and well defined path, snow wasn't too much of a problem as well and it only lasted few miles. Right in the middle of the closure in the Jefferson Park area most of the trees were not affected by the fire and the whole section looked great. Around 3pm myself and three other PCT hikers reach...

"It was this time when COVID first hit when everyone got into the preppers mentality and started to buy out toilet paper, guns and bullets in shops. I had a gun already so me and Nessa went out and bought bunch of psychedelics" Eric. I woke up in Eric's RV van at 6:30am and munched on pringles while editing the blog for half an hour. About 7am I heard rumbling in the house so I assumed Eric woke up, we agreed to head out back to trail at 7:30am. I packed all my things and went outside, he came out and asked me if I wanted to have a  breakfast but I was pretty full after all the various meals I had yesterday so we only had a coffee. While driving back he blasted Mastodons tune called Oblivion, I downloaded it later on to my phone, it was pretty good. Eric got me back to the trail head,, for all the help he provided me with he didn't want any money in return. Perhaps he and Nessa will come to England one day I will be able to return the favour. On that note, we exchange...