We packed up fast, ready to get back on the trail. Fish Nugget and Squarepants wanted to go to the beach one more time, so I said I’d meet them at Sprouts. I walked over, got a coffee and settled into a nice, spacious corner with outlets where I could plug in the electronics. The Hubby […]Read more "PCT Day 24: If a Tree Falls in the Forest"
I screamed at the top of my lungs but heard only silence. Ducky hiked away. I wanted to say goodbye, yet all I could manage was a breathy squeak, like Rose in the movie Titanic, when she tried to yell for rescue after bobbing around the freezing Atlantic all night. Where was my whistle? Powerless, I awoke […]Read more "PCT Day 16: A Day in the Life"
Today we had our last breakfast in Mammoth Lakes with The Hubby—Fish Nugget, Squarepants and me. Fish Nugget is Wildchild’s trail name, so that’s what I’ll use going forward. Squarepants is her friend who started the Pacific Crest Trail with her back on April 30, the one she lost touch with after Lake Isabella. Meeting Squarepants […]Read more "PCT Day 1: A Weekend Holiday Zoo"
I sat on the plane to Vegas, a full flight, in the middle seat, again. Last-minute plans, we were lucky to get any seats at all for a decent price. The Hubby had the window. The crew shut the door as the last of the passengers walked by. The flight attendants closed the overhead compartments. The […]Read more "From Stalker Mom to Walker Mom"