To complete the 26 miles to Hiker Town we woke up on our comfy concrete floor around 4:30am, freezing! Although flat and bug free I must remind myself not to let UB pick out sleeping surfaces from here on in. The first water source was four miles away and although we still had to pump in out of a huge concrete tank at least it looked clear compared to the yellow liquid we ingested the night before.
As UB is trying to stack the 25 pounds back on that he lost, we’ve been snacking constantly on weird and wonderful things including cliff bars smothered in peanut butter and cold chocolate powdered drink with dehydrated peanut butter powder added. Ladybug said she reached a point on the trail where you just throw everything together, well I think we’ve reached it!
We arrived at the huge milestone of 500 miles early in the day. It’s honestly hard to believe how far we’ve actually travelled and despite the feet how well the body seems to be holding up. I did however have an episode of either hyperventilation or some kind of relapse of asthma not long afterwards. We climbed one of the mountains very quickly without stopping and my poor lungs just started giving up. I think because I let the emotional fatigue set in and because I couldn’t keep up with UB I worked myself into such a state that I had to sit down and cup my hands over my mouth to get enough oxygen. Once I caught back up to UB again I was fine but it’s definitely something I’ll be paying attention to when we hit the Sierras.
UB’s feet were really troubling him today so we took a few breaks and even slept for an hour in the middle of the day. My feet are feeling better than they were but I think socks are now my biggest issue and I’m trying to determine which ones to test for the next section. Any suggestions are welcome!
The trail had a nice flat grade for most of the day, winding through some green forest areas which seemed like such a contrast to the high desert we’ve been walking through. Just when we thought it would all be downhill for the last 7.5 miles the trail took us up into the mountains again, travelling mostly through private land to get to Hiker Town.
After groans of agony over each new hill that appeared around every new corner we reached the final stretch to the highway. We could see the wind farms in the distance and know the hike to Tehachapi is going to be a windy one.
I had no idea what to expect from Hiker Town but what we discovered was something like a run down set from an old western film. Bob the manager offered us the Flower Shop while the other hikers chose between the feed store, barber shop or cowboy camping in the yard. We then got invited into the main house where the owner cooked us spaghetti and meatballs and chicken soup, then emptied all the cupboards and continued to feed us until we were ready to pass out.