Day 28, 14.5 miles
After only 10 minutes of hiking I was soaked from my thighs down. The long grass edging the trail was wet with dew and rain. My feet sloshed around in my socks and shoes. I thought, I can do this for the 14.5 miles to the warm dry valley. I just have to keep going. All this moisture is a blessing for SoCal as the state has been enduring a drought for several years.
It started to rain. A very cold wind swirled around me. My merino wool tights were so wet that the weight of them kept pulling them down. I got colder and colder. My hands were frozen stiff, curled around my poles. I tried to open my pack for more clothes, but my fingers wouldn’t work. I kept going, I was dizzy and shivering. I was scared. I thought, keep going, get to the valley. It took hours. It was still cold and windy in the valley!
I finally made it to a place in the middle of no-where called Hiker Town. I opened the gate, walked up to a group of people and said, “I’m so cold.” I started to cry. How embarrassing. I have been through a lot of challenges so far, why am I so weak now? A kind man named Bob whisked me into a broken down trailer. There were three other hikers just packing up getting ready to get back on the trail. Again I was embarrassed that I was crying. There was no heat, but I started to warm up immediately as I was out of that frigid wind.
I took off my wet clothes and curled up on an armchair with my sleeping bag over me. I fell asleep.
More hikers came down out of the mountains, they too had a difficult time. The couple who have come to share the trailer with me, stopped on the trail and set up their tent to warm up in their sleeping bags, then carried on once they warmed up a bit.
Tomorrow is a new day and after a good night’s sleep I’ll be ready! Let’s go hiking!