Day 3: A day of firsts

Day 3: 18.8 mile 37.2 to mile 56 (18.4 miles, 29.6km)

Woke early feeling a little stiff in the legs but hit the trail and all was good in a couple of minutes as everything loosened up. I need to finish the climb from yesterday and get into Mt Laguna for a resupply in the cool of the morning.

The trail gradually climbed, first through oak forest and then into the pines. I’m not use to seeing pine forests in there natural state, more used to just plantations at home.

Reaching Mt Laguna by around 9:30 my mission was to get in, buy enough food for 4 days and get going again. My first resupply.

The front porch of the general store was lined with packs and hikers eagerly getting into their food drops that they had sent ahead, most well over catering and trying to palm off the extra weight. I grabbed what I needed. The hiker staples of ramen noodles, tuna packets, Idahoan mash potato, nuts, tortillas and chocolate. That should see me through to Warner Springs but fate might be determined by the availability of water – more on that later.

The lack of water out here makes daily chores difficult. It is always good practice to wash socks often and keep changing them out to minimise the grime, thus friction and blisters. It’s been difficult to keep this up and my socks are filthy. Wearing trail runners doesn’t help the situation either. While runners are great for water crossings and fast drying with good airflow, they also allow a lot of dust in. And so it is I have my first blister. Blisters are rare for me but I got it patched up.

Mine is nothing compared to what other hikers are contending with. I’ve seen entire feet taped up on all sides and in between toes. Ouch! Just shows the stoicism of the thru hiker – never ready to quit until braking point.

I also saw my first rattle snake today. Only a baby about half a metre long. It’s tail could barely rattle.

For the afternoon it was a matter of pushing through the heat, the trail mostly undulating with small ups and downs, and some incredible views. I had this image of the desert being one big flat expanse but it is anything but. Towering mountains rising in the distance. Chaparral covering the earth, the dark green juxtaposing white and grey rocks. But it’s damn hot and litres of water are required.

I’ve typically been carrying 4 litres to make it between water sources and that has worked out well so far but this afternoon I hit a bit of a hurdle. To navigate out here most people are using a pretty awesome app called Guthooks that hikers can update from the field and let everyone else the situation with different water sources. I would say using this brought me undone late in the day but it put me under a bit of pressure. Knowing there was a water source ahead that apparently was good I reached the source with 1lt remaining, only to find that the water source was not running at all. Oh no!

So what to do? 1 litre left to the next reliable source another 7.5 mile away. I had to press on a far as I could today, dry camp and leave enough in reserve to make the final 3.5mile tomorrow morning. Thankfully, without even asking, a couple of day trippers at their car heard we were walking the PCT and gifted Matt, Matty and myself a full chilled 500ml bottle. Any extra will help. 1st trail angel.

It wasn’t just me that make this mistake, quite a few did. Most are pushing ahead the extra 7 mile to the next water but my feet just don’t have it in them. I pulled up stumps at mile 56 to cowboy camp amongst some boulder. If I’m conservative and get and early start in the morning I’ll make it the the next water fairly early one. And this one is one a road, so if that’s dry, I can hitch into town of Julian.

All is well. My view for the evening is amazing.

About mickbeckers

G'day my name is Mick. I have a love for all things outdoors. In 2014-15 I completed a thru-hike of Te Araroa in New Zealand which now has me addicted to long distance hiking. Day to day I'm a forest firefighter in Australia and have the opportunity to work internationally. Much to the annoyance of my neighbours I also have 20 years under my belt as a drummer for several bands.
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8 Responses to Day 3: A day of firsts

  1. Roughly how hot is “damn hot” Mick?

  2. Maggie says:

    Mick, thats a pain in the arse. I thought we were hot enough in Australia. I know you are used to working in the heat and with the fires but desert country is probably new to you. For goodness sake take care of your feet. They carry you! Blisters so early not good. If you have any lanoline keep rubbing it into your feet. The socks, hope you’ve got the high grade wool ones. Is there a chance of getting a few extras dropped with your food? 26 celsius is 78.8 Fahrenheit – getting up there for sure. Just keep using your considerable brain power to think things through.

  3. eoemu1 says:

    Once again, my mornings start with reading your epic tales. Thank you for the entertainment and keep it up. Absolutely LOVE that evening view.

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