-
Day 28 (Tape)
Antelope Valley (continuing description) And ah, gettin up really early this morning expectin ta , ta hit the desert pretty quickly. Then we walked down the road for a little w ays, and we hit a little seasonal creek so we pumped, ah, filtered out some more water. And ah, then we started goin through…
-
Day 28
The Mojave. Huge, flat, hot, windy. We are entirely dependent for water on the LA Aqueduct, which at first is contained in a huge pipe, then appears to be completely sealed and cemented underground. We lose a water bottle trying to defeat its security. We envision our thirsty corpses baking on the cement, the sound…
-
Day 27 (Pete)
After siesta yesterday we trudged along through endless ridge contours of chemise lined sandy trail. The sun dipped lower and lower. Our pace became consciously quick in an effort to reach the desert floor by dark. For awhile the trail crossed over the ridge to the slope away from the valley. Vegetation drastically changed for…
-
Day 27 (Tape)
Got up this morning a little, a little bit really later than we had intended. W e had intended to get up super early and walk until our siesta. But ah, we got up at, a little bit before the sunrise like usual, and filtered water, got start ed. Went up the climb which looked…
-
Day 27
Sawtooth mountain is heavenly on the east, hellish on the west. We cross back and forth a few times. To our surprise on the descent, there are four people wandering in the woods carrying nothing but beer. These self-proclaimed idiots explain to us that their trucks are stuck for good on the trail, and they…
-
Day 26 (Pete)
Travel quote for today courtesy of Uncle Dewey, “All journeys begin in the same way. All travel is a form of gradual self-extinction.” -Shiva. I have no initial idea as to what that means. It is precisely why I like it. Siesta time on this second day of the four day feast. So far this…
-
Day 26 (Tape)
Woke up this morning and I grabbed my ice axe off to go take my morning dump. S ee if I could find the trail to the spring. An got to reading the notes we had written in our book, and got to looking at the map and I realized we were on just a…
-
Day 26
We quickly figure out that we are nowhere near the spring on the map because the trail has been rerouted. We bank on another unnamed spring that looks like it could be ahead. We spot a trough of water to our left! But it’s so full of algae it’s become an opaque, thick black goo.…
-
Day 25 (Pete)
There is a great deal to recollect and set to words as I lay here in the shade of a pine. Yesterday morning I sat up, pre-dawn, after a restless night. The night before unlimited food, when you are in our state, is like Christmas eve for a small child. Seeing Dylan sit up as…
-
Day 25 (Tape)
Well I didn’t make my entry yesterday but it was Friday May 10th and damn it was a good day. We ah, walked a couple miles from Vasquez Park into Agua Dulce. And ah, nothin was open. So we sat around, waited till 7 o’clock till the store opened. Pete: Wait. Stand around with kids…