PCT+2 + 3 = SEKI + Fab Four

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 a good place to stop for gas, but not much else." It was like driving … Continue reading PCT+2 + 3 = SEKI + Fab Four

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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