I forgot to mention something important about yesterday. At the fire house we met a team of equestrians, They are attempting to ride the entire PCT on horseback! They also rose early on the 17th tending to the horses as I head toward the Acton KOA.
Through this whole section there was no cell contact but the views were distractingly gorgeous. Consider this from a safety standpoint: a steep, sandcovered trail with random oucroppings of roots or rocks; a steep drop off on one side of the trail; a tired hot, hungry hiker; and distracting magnificent views.
Something I notice about the trail is that faith is required. My GPS may say I have 1.59 miles to my destination but I can see nothing, nothing but mountains and more mountains and littel pieces of the trail far in the distance that go over more mountains. At these times I begin to think that where I planned to go does not exist. The destination I have ben struggling toward is in fact nothing but my imagination. There are times in life like this – when we are working toward something and we begin to loose faith that we will ever see it. I have never been good at patience. The trail teaches patience and the trail teaches faith. With less than .5 miles to go I round a corner and see the Acton KOA, showers, David, fresh salad….
Heading toward a Zero day. someone said they wanted more pictures of Runningbird. Here is a selfie to satisfy, complete, I see now, with crooked sunglasses.