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Day 21 (Pete)
Another full day today. The head lamp is burning once again. The morning miles, today also, went quickly. We are maintaining a good pace. Hunger is creeping back. Some acorns off the ground turned out to be a bitter experiment. It was still interesting to sample some of the local cuisine. The crux of the…
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Day 21 (Tape)
Alright. First thing in the morning. I believe today is Tuesday the… 7th of May? That sounds right. And ah, so ah I’m not sure if I made any entries yeste rday at all. But it was a pretty good day. We started off going mostly down. Ups and downs, mostly downs. To the campground…
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Day 21
Our tour of the San Gabriels commenses in full. Some of the vistas are extraordinary, many fade into smog. We top Mt. Baden Powell where a lone hiker snaps our picture. The rest of the day is an exhausted push to the next campground with water. There we meet more hikers, who give us enough…
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Day 20 (Pete)
It will be hard for me to set down these words. Not because there is nothing to say, hardly. Certainly not because I don’t desire to record the events. It is simply out of fatigue at the end of this day, our longest day, that I complain. Happily, however, it has been a downright fulfilling…
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Day 20 (Tape)
Its SUNDAY MAY 5 (with full reverberation). And we have ah, recently crossedunderneath Interstate 15, and now we’re in a big huge oval-shaped culvert that goes underneath the railroad tracks. And ah, you know what this reminds me of? It reminds me of the bionic man. There was like a tunnel that the bionic man…
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Day 20
Breakfast at Tiffany’s at Cajon Pass surpasses even our monstrous expectations. Then, loaded with water and some extra treats, we heave-ho through the heat, rattlesnakes, and ticks. Up 5000 feet and into the San Gabriel mountains. Sometime during the day I reached a state of consciousness that made everything seem as it should be.
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Day 19 (Pete)
This being the nineteenth day of the excursion surpasses my previous record for wilderness excursions. Eighteen days trading off rowing a boat down the Grand Canyon covering over two hundred river miles. Well, we have walked much more than that in the same amount of time. Its just a drop in the bucket compared to…
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Day 19 (Tape)
Its day. Saturday May 4. It was pretty much just a long string of letdowns. All day long. We started off camped in the canyon. And ah, woke up, walked a few miles and we eatin breakfast when David happened by again. And ah, we learned from David that there was a store just, less…
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Day 19
There would be times when the trail would not live up to our desires. Days when the trail refused even the smallest craving. A store full of yummy treats turns to a lost opportunity far behind us. A refreshing lake is really a pit of mud and jet skis. A quick mile becomes a wrong…
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Day 18 (Pete)
I read a few pages of the book last. It seemed that I could potentially spend more time analyzing the symbology of the situation than I would ever spend passively enjoying some story. Its funny being apart from someone that you are used to being with continuously. The other becomes a sort of conglomerate of…