Mount Laguna to Idyllwild

Feet are healing slowly but surely  

Feet are healing slowly but surely  

I'm finally in a pair of shoes that isn't trying to kill me.  When we arrived in Borrego Springs, I had a pair of Hoka One One shoes waiting for me and when I put them on, it was like heaven.   

Heading into Borrego, I hiked an 18 mile day the day previous, so my feet were barking and in much need of rest.  We hung out with the American Legion that night and stayed at private homes.  It was a great and full of whiskey. 

A very windy night just past Laguna

A very windy night just past Laguna

 

Borrego to Idyllwild  

 

Had to make 14 miles out of Scissors Crossing to a water cache.  It was hot and uphill the whole way.  The following day we hiked 18 miles into Warner Springs for a hot dinner and breakfast.  My Hokas were making a world of difference and somewhat healing my feet. 

Trail Magic at Scissors Crossing

Trail Magic at Scissors Crossing

Morning a Mikes Place

Morning a Mikes Place

It was 18 miles the next day... a hot 18 miles uphill to some trail angels place called "Mikes" where there were quesadillas waiting for us when we arrived.  It was a strange place to say the least.  Very hospitable, but strange.  We crashed in a porch type thing that evening and awoke to pancakes.

Desert views

Desert views

An icy foot soak for sore feet

An icy foot soak for sore feet

Two more days to go to Idyllwild.  It wasn't too bad and each day my feet were feeling better.  At about 1 PM we arrived at the Paradise Valley Cafe for lunch.  I scarfed down a burger and beer and waited for some friends to arrive from Palm Springs.  After a short visit, I hitched a ride to town and met up with the guys at a cabin for the night.

 

I have stopped thinking of the miles hiked.  I just put my head down and go.  Somehow, each night I'm tired and thinking I won't have enough gas for the following day, but when the morning comes it's a different story.  I'm sore but ready to hike.   

Final stretch to Paradise  

Final stretch to Paradise  

 My dreams at night are crazy and all over the place.  Like all the things I've thought about during the day play out at night.  

I feel my body getting stronger while at the same time feeling new pains each day.   

This is an experience no doubt.  Not sure what to make of it yet.  Seeing 100 miles pass was strange.  I just keep plugging along day after day.  What makes me do this?  I have no idea, it's a sick torture but a pleasure knowing your feet can take you so far.  The landscape changes slowly but rapidly at the same time.  When you look back to the ridge you were on the previous day, it seems so far and impossible to hike from.  It's all very strange.

So weird knowing you've hiked 100 miles.  Not sure what to make of it  

So weird knowing you've hiked 100 miles.  Not sure what to make of it  

 

151 miles so far By Land, 

Emory Ronald