After completing the section around Agua Dulce, I took a day off and started fresh at the Green Valley Fire Station.
I had not seen another hiker all day long; and I have been walking for 13.5 hours and close to 30 miles. Just as I was fixing to crawl into my sleeping bag, along comes 5 hikers. And then 3 more, and 2 more, and 3 more and 1 more ... By midnight 18 had walked past me, mostly oblivious to my presence. I knew walking through Antelope Valley was common at night to avoid the heat. But it was cool all day. I don't get it.
The Joshua Trees in the early pre-sun morning were like ghostly shadows rising up from the ground.
It is kind of eerie walking beside and under these giants. You can hear the wind humming by the blades, and the shadows they cast are fun to walking through, zipping across the ground around you.
After leaving here it was 8 miles to the finish, almost all downhill. Plug in the iPod and charge, hoping to make it to the bottom, and the car, before dark. And I did.
This is one of the few pictures I have taken that seems to show the big descents, or ascents, that the trail sometimes makes down to a road. This one was only a thousand or so feet, so relatively short.
We have moved over to the town of Mojave for a couple of nights and will be taking a day off. The weather man is forecasting cold, rain and snow for the high country, and I want no part of that. My right quad is also giving me some grief so we are taking advantage of the day to run into Bakersfield to get some tights and see if KT tape and compression shorts/tights will make it more bearable. Suddenly the end is in sight, less than 150 miles to go, and I don't want anything to derail it this time. Kennedy Meadows here I come.