I woke up to a layer of dust on everything, my sleeping bag, my face, my eyelids, the tent floor. Outside, the sun was just coming up over the mountain ridge and I opened the tent to see the beautiful sunrise.
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| Sunrise |
The wind had finally eased and I got to make breakfast and pack up without problems. Shortly after I started hiking it picked back up and most of the day was a struggle against the wind.
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| The Calm Before The Wind Picked Up |
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| Dust In The Wind |
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| To The Desert Floor |
I finally reached the desert floor and with it a water spigot provided by the local water authority, the first water source in the last 20 miles. I had carried all water for the previous day and that morning with me.
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| Cheers! |
The desert floor turned out to be sort of a wasteland. I had to cross busy railroad tracks with long rattling freight trains as well as Interstate 10 through underpasses.
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| Container Trains Heading To L.A. |
Over me, there were high voltage cables from a nearby wind farm humming in the high wind. A large dust devil danced towards me. It was rough going and I was happy to rest a bit at the underpass, also dubbed I-10 Oasis, as trail angels sometimes leave water, drinks and food.
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| I-10 “Oasis” |
I finally made it to the mountains on the other side. Although the wind kept blowing, the vegetation here kept the sand and dust mainly on the ground.
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| Up The Next Mountain |
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| Mesa Wind Farm |
I crossed a section of the Mesa Wind Farm, went over the next ridge and felt like I entered another world.
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| Whitewater River Valley |
The wide valley of the Whitewater River looked to be light years away from the area I just crossed. I made my way down and put up my tent near the bank of the river. After I had dinner it was 7 pm, the winds finally died down and I was completely exhausted and went into my tent to sleep.
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Good Night!
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The next day was very pleasant as I hiked with some fellow hikers up Mission Creek. No shortage of water and the weather was very nice. I needed the respite from the last three days in the storm!
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| Nice Views All Day |
It got colder as I hiked higher into the mountains and by the time the day ended, I was wearing my puffy jacket. The temperatures dropped below freezing that night and I hiked in my puffy and gloves almost all the next day. The views in the morning were gorgeous and Mt San Gorgonio made frequent appearances.
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Mt. San Gorgonio
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I camped with other hikers in a tree covered valley. The temperatures dipped to 25 F and I woke up to frozen water in my bottle and frozen oatmeal for breakfast.
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| SoCal In May… |
I made coffee, warmed up the oatmeal and mixed in a large chunk of dark chocolate as well as peanut butter, creating sort of a chocolate stew to warm my belly and my heart.
Then I headed into Big Bear City to resupply and celebrate completion of the first 10% of the PCT with a few other hikers.
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| Joshua Trees Making An Appearance |
10% of the way! Congratulations! I'm glad you were able to overcome the frozen oatmeal and concoct something warming to your heart and belly. I am not quite sure what the last photo depicts - a stack of donuts surrounded by french fries? A massive burger-onion-ring something? In any case, "Mangia!"
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