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Trail kharma was on my side again today, and I am glad I went into Ashland. If I did things all over again I would definitely spend 2-3 zero days in Ashland.
After arriving in town yesterday, I received an e-mail from Kathleen. She had approached me to ask about the hike when I was eating at Hyatt Lake. She is a retired school teacher, and she and her husband live in Ashland. I had given her my postholer address that day. In her e-mail she offered to come up the mountain to pick me up from the trail, take me to their house, and then take me back after I had done all my chores and whatever else I needed. I was amazed at the generosity, as we had met so briefly.
We exchanged further e-mails, and she said if she did not have to teach that she would take me back up this morning. She called at 7:45 this morning and said she would pick me up in 15 minutes. I was ecstatic!
She picked me up and we went over to an excellent breakfast restaurant called "Morning Glory." That was by far the best restaurant I have had in a long time, and probably the best omelette I have ever eaten. This next part is just for Karen M. It was a very light fluffy omelette with artichokes, red king crab, parmesian, shallotts, and a smoked cream cheese. It was amazing! Kathleen is a bright, articulate woman, and we had a great conversation over breakfast as she caught me up on politics and we discussed the candidates.
We headed up the mountain following breakfast, where Kathleen and Harrah hiked in about a half mile with me and we chatted the whole way. I was sorry to see them go when they turned back. I had had such a good time. Once agan, I am amazed by the generosity of the people I meet out here.
The hiking today was superb. I walked the ridges with fantastic open views in every direction. "The Incredible Bulk" wa kind enough to send me an updated weather forecast, and I watched the sky turn a dull heavy grey, with large black rain clouds moving in across it. It appears I am going to get dumped on over the next 2-3 days.
I noticed that although I have left BLM land, it appears the Bovine gang has expanded their territory to include National Forest land. It also appears that up here they wear bells around their necks, and as I type this they sound as if they are having a dance just below me. It appears I will be wearing my earplugs tonight.
This evening was a little unnerving. I came out of the woods and crossed an old logging road. It was late and I glanced up the road to see a scarey old cabin in the shadows up the hill. I headed on across the meadow in fron of the cabin, and saw a jeep sitting there with it's brake lights on. A camoflaged arm waved out the passenger window, and I waved back. I could vaguely make out two other forms in the backseat. The jeep headed down the road slowly, and every time I cam out of the woods near the dirt road, the jeep wold be sitting there as if it were following me. I picked up the pace to get up the mountain.
I am now camped in a grove of trees down on a bench I bush wacked down to. They would have to hike in a mile and look very hard to find me. It is also beginning to rain, so I am sure they are holed up with a case of budweiser somewhere.
Oh, I almost forgot! I crossed the border back into California today! That is the border sign in the picture attached. Wooohoooo!
Time to go find my earplugs. Don't cows sleep?
On a side note...if there was a way, I would hitch back in to Ashland. I would LOVE to see the Palin/Bidin debate. I think it will be quite entertaining.