Day 45
Ridge above snaking switchbacks
Castle Crags Wilderness
Miles: 12
Trip: 812
Being in town seems to throw a kink into trail life, at least for me. I'm feeling too relaxed and lazy at night to journal, even though most towns (Mt. Shasta City being a prime example) deserve to be written about. The good news is that I felt very good on the 20-mile hike down to I-5. Apparently all I needed was a decent night's rest, then I was up at dawn and hiking by 6:30am. Hopefully that holds true for tomorrow too. I struggled through every one of our measly 12 miles today, trying to placate an upset stomach that I blame on town. What is it about greasy, fatty, dairy-rich food that puts my system on high alert? Actually, I could probably figure that one out. I did force myself to eat a good dinner though, and now I'm going to force myself to sleep early, even though there is so much more to write about. Hiking comes first!
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| On our way out of town, Andrew ponders how traveling with an innocent-looking female greatly increases his chances of getting a ride. |
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| ...even if that innocent-looking female also looks a little goofy. (The small sign was a laminated card I used, with a dry-erase marker, when we needed to broadcast our need for a ride) |
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| I look surprising chipper for someone whose insides felt like Spaghettios. |
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| Castle Crags was utterly unique, so I don't feel bad posting many, many pictures. |
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| The last of a sunset snags on the edge of one craggy ridge. |
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| Da moon! |
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