Day 31, 21 miles
Last night I was startled awake from distant screams coming from way up in the surrounding mountains. I sat bolt upright. I pulled off my fleece hat and down hoodie, sat still, and listened. A woman. She is in pain. She is scared. What is she doing up in the mountains in the middle of the night? It’s not human. It’s a layered echoing wail, so foreign. Is it an alien? The sounds soon fade. Was I imagining it? I am glad not to be camping alone tonight. I go back to sleep.
In the morning I ask, did anyone hear the screams coming from the mountains? What the ….was that!? Happy heard it too. Hiker, Cups, filled us in. It was a mountain lion! Cool!
Some days I want to stop and take pictures all day. Today was one of those days. I love the desert flowers that are all in bloom. Purples, pinks, yellow and white. The smell of the desert is wonderful. As I hike, I grab sage and rub it between my fingers. That’s my favorite smell.