PCT2017: Coda

June 22, 2017 smokebeard 3

Well, the foot doctor told me 8-12 weeks before I can really do anything remotely like hiking, so, borrowing a term from baseball, I’m “shut down” for the rest of the season. ¬†This will probably be my last “PCT2017” tagged […more]

PCT+9 = Homeward Bound

June 20, 2017 smokebeard 4

Not a bad way to spend 40 days. I suppose.  Final tally, 19 days of hiking, 369 miles. 21 days of travel, broken bones, thorns, mammoths and boardwalk ice cream cones.  Decent, although I can’t quite decide if going slower […more]

PCT+2 + 3 = SEKI + Fab Four

June 16, 2017 smokebeard 4

Wednesday After a terrible night listening to trains, I got up and out before the park sprinklers came on.  Following my phone, I descended into the hot, brown haze of Bakersfield and the Central Valley.  As someone once said, “It’s […more]

PCT+1 = Tehachapi

June 14, 2017 smokebeard 0

Getting out of Wrightwood was harder than it should have been.  First there was breakfast, and then second breakfast to be had.  The cinnamon rolls are not to be trtifled with.  Then I discovered the bus schedule is merely a […more]

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?

June 12, 2017 smokebeard 8

After a week of rest with dimimishing returns, Trail Angel Rich got me into a radiology place.  It’s official, a Jones fracture, non-displaced at least.  Weeks of feet-up rehab.  My theory is that the massive spill on day3 left some damage that […more]