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Martin "Lei Low" Rolph
City: Cameron Park
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McIver Spring Road
Today's forecast calls for motorcycles. It's Memorial Day weekend, and I walked through some popular OHV areas today. Many many motorcycles. I'm trying to be fair and allow the bikers to have their fun without too much grumbling on my part, but it's tough. I really have come to dislike dirt bikes and their riders. Their joy seems to revolve around how much noise they can make and how much stuff they can tear up. It really ticks me off when they decide to tear up the PCT. I didn't catch any in the act today, but there was plenty of evidence everywhere. End Rant.
It was clear but cool and very damp last night. My tent was soaked inside and out from condensation and dew. It was tough getting out of the warm sleeping bag this morning, but the usual clouds were rolling in... no use prolonging it. It took me 25 minutes and some numb fingers to cram everything in my pack and race up the trail to get warm. As usual, Tortoise was out of camp early. I caught him in an hour taking a breakfast break. Zorro and San Gabriel were still in their tents when I left.
The trail continued in deserty Joshua trees and sage brush for most of the morning, climbing up and down along a ridge. Eventually I got to Bird Spring Pass and a water cache. The water bottles were full of green water, probably been sitting too long. Since it was such a cool day (about 40F), I had adequate water and decided to skip the green stuff. From the pass, the trail switched back up the west face of Skinner Peak and back into the forest. These forests are mostly pinyon pine and much drier than Piute Mountain 30 miles back.
Coming down the north ridge of Skinner Peak, I finally got a cell signal strong enough to give Bb a call. After a lunch break, I continued on through dense pinyons, just inside Keawah Wilderness. No motorcycles in the wilderness, but I can hear them just a half-mile to the east. I was intending to go to McIver Spring and camp near there, but it's on a jeep road and teeming with motorcycles and ATVs.
I've got enough water to cook tonight, so I stopped about a mile short of the road, where it's a bit quieter. No sign of Zorro, San Gabriel, or Tortoise yet. Maybe they camped earlier. Oh, never mind - here they come now (5:15PM)! Looks like the gang's going to camp here tonight.
Martin "Lei Low"
Tales From The Crest
The Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) is a 2,650-mile national scenic trail that runs from Mexico to Canada through California, Oregon and Washington. The PCT traverses 24 national forests, 37 wilderness areas and 7 national parks. The PCT passes through 6 out of 7 of North Americas ecozones. Learn more: www.pcta.org
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