PCT2017: Coda

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. ┬áThis will probably be my last "PCT2017" tagged post, so for all of you who've followed me, there won't be much more interesting … Continue reading PCT2017: Coda

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

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 strangely was not healed by 16 more 20 mile days. (Picture taken from Wikipedia, since … Continue reading Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?

PCT28 – stuck inside of Wrightwood, with the Tehachapi blues again

As charming as Wrightwood is, and as super friendly as the people are, it's starting to wear thin.  Not much to report. The foot is still bad; can't put much weight on it.  It has gotten less bad, though, so we'll see.  Monday it might be time for an xray, if it's a stress fracture, … Continue reading PCT28 – stuck inside of Wrightwood, with the Tehachapi blues again