Showing posts with label trekking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trekking. Show all posts

Friday, April 18, 2008

PCT: ONWARDS

Idyllwild, CA

Dear all-

Reason and I have really been enjoying the comforts of Idyllwild. This is a wonderful little mountain town with enough of a new age bent to provide the raw food blended shakes that Reason so craves! Fortunately, there is a Park Service campground just a block from the action where we have been sleeping for three dollars a night!

The ranks of thru-hikers in residence have thinned. Suntan, Waffles and black lab Mac headed out yesterday after procuring full point crampons and aggressive ice axes from the local outfitter. (While Mac has some cool red doggie boots with Vibram soles to protect his paws in the hot desert, his own claws serve him well on the ice!) Mike and Malani, salmon fishermen from Alaska, are taking an alternate trail and will do their best. They've contacted some of the ranger stations up the trail and figure their chances are good. Zeke, Kate and Leah also took an alternate trail to connect with the PCT later. None of them returned yesterday, so they must be doing alright. Jan, a Purple Heart veteran of two tours in Iraq, was needed at home by his family.

Suntan and Waffles's big talk about five-mile long north-facing 8000 ft plus Fuller Ridge has Reason very excited, and me shaking in my non-Gortex, high-ventilation desert trail shoes. But Suntan and Waffles have lots of winter experience climbing Mt. Shasta, etc., and even they set out with very aggressive equipment. I think they are also only 22! Suntan keeps talking about exercises involving dropping 150 pound duffel bags over ice cliffs and hauling them back up to practice rescue techniques, for example, and has dreams of climbing Everest in three years. I know that I am cramping my husband's sense of adventure, but the truth is that neither one of us has relevant experience. My final argument, that Reason will have to emotionally carry a very apprehensive and frightened Cruiser over that five mile ridge along with his sore knees and his own backpack full of water and six days of food, finally hit home. That would be horrible for both of us!

We have ordered some six-point crampons that should arrive on Saturday. Finding a place to accept UPS packages is quite a chore when you are homeless. We literally canvassed door-to-door until we found a willing participant! Regardless of the advantage that the crampons will give us, we still don't have experience using them. I look forward to gaining winter experience, but now does not seem like a good time to practice. We'll encounter more snow up ahead, but hopefully it will have some time to recede before we get there.

Tomorrow, after we pick up our package, we'll make a road walk to a jeep road that will lead us back to the PCT, bypassing Fuller Ridge. I'd rather walk the next 2,300 miles than take a shortcut 3,000 feet down an icy slope! The other crew of five is headed out today and will do the same.

much love,

Cruiser

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

PCT: IMPASSE

Idyllwild, CA

Dear all-

Well, my last email ended a bit abruptly and I apologize. Some rambunctious youngsters on the computer next to me accidentally kicked the power supply, leaving me with just enough time to reboot and press send.

I left off mentioning that we have been glad to have warm sleeping bags for the cold desert nights. In fact, our first night we camped cowboy-style under the stars and awoke under a layer of frost! We're still not sure where all of that dew came from in the dry desert, and we haven't experienced any since then. Other nights we have used our ultra-lightweight sail cloth tarp. It turns out to be quite windy in the desert, however. Something to do with those very hot days and cold nights... At any rate, one night after setting the foot of our tarp into the wind, we settled down to read about the next day's trail section when the wind suddenly changed directions and the tarp dramatically EXPLODED off of us. The wind and stars suddenly revealed to us made me think we had been catapulted into outer space. Sadly, three of our ultra-light titanium stakes were never to be seen again, rendering our ultra-light shelter even lighter. We've since learned to position large rocks on top of the stakes and sleep through the incessant flapping. In higher winds we've forgone the tarp, but I still dream that my gear is blowing away... and also, one night, that a fine restaurant served me a burger garnished with poison oak leaves!

Since then we've hiked through some very hot desert stretches. We find shade where we can, often cramming ourselves under bushes to wait out the hottest of the afternoon heat. Recently, we entered the San Jacinto Wilderness and higher, cooler elevations.

We arrived last night in Idyllwild, CA, which is nestled on the western side of the San Jacinto mountains. Palm Springs is on the east side. Yesterday was quite an exciting day.

We had camped at Apache Spring, overlooking the sprawling lights of Palm Springs, at about 7500 feet. (The highest point on the AT is Clingman's Dome in the Smoky Mtns at about 6500 feet.) We had heard reports of impassable snow in this area from April 9th. We received this info from the extremely useful PCT Water Report, a user-detailed account of water source and water cache conditions encountered along the trail. We make all of our decisions about how much water to carry from point to point based on this report. However, five days after the report of snow, we did not encounter any snow on our way to Apache Spring.

Coming around the bend and onto a north facing slope in the shade of conifers at about 8000 feet was a different story. Suddenly it did not seem so silly to have lugged our ice axes all the way through the desert! Cutting steps into the icy snow, we safely crossed this section. Unfortunately, there were a few more such sections on shady northern slopes where the sun has less chance of melting the snow. A few miles later, we came to a several-mile section of trail on a northern slope packed with several feet of icy snow. Rarely is the PCT blazed, and this made it nearly impossible to follow the trail here. Using our tiny topo map and our very rudimentary compass skills, we bailed out of the trail and followed a drainage (where water would flow down the mountain) to a saddle where we picked up another trail that reconnected with the PCT. I give my wonderful husband ALL of the credit for making this work. Hacking steps in icy snow without crampons and while balanced on one leg is scary. And brutal on the quadriceps!

We plan to spend a few days in Idyllwild resting and thinking. We've stopped in at the Forest Service station to get more info on alternative trails, jeep roads and what else lies ahead. I am most anxious to skip Fuller Ridge, a several-mile long north-facing knife-edge slope above 8000 feet. We'll have good company with the other ten or so thru-hikers also in town. We'll all be at the in-town campground mulling over what to do, and eating town food!

Best to all,

Cruiser

Monday, March 31, 2008

Counting Down!

Dear friends and family-

Todd and I are in San Diego for one last night. We leave bright and early tomorrow morning for yet another bus, this time to Campo, CA, about 1.4 miles from the Mexican border.

We arrived by bus on Saturday night. Though we were extremely grumpy and tired, not to mention suffering hideously swollen legs, we very much enjoyed watching the beautiful scenery change over the hours and hours, and hours and hours, and hours and hours...

We have enjoyed being in sunny SoCal, where endless miles of strip malls under blue skies and surrounded by flowers actually had me saying, "isn't it beautiful!" Had a last supper of fish tacos, one last shower, and one last night in a bed.

We hope we will be able to make updates every now and then, but if you don't hear from us please know that we miss you and are thinking of you.

With much love,

Cruiser
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"If you rest, you rust." Helen Hayes