cyberhobo

Author: cyberhobo

  • Day 17

    Big Bear Lake is below us to the left, the Mojave on the right. The day is full of social adjustments as we hike through the morning with our new friends Chris and John. Everyone is behaving differently around unfamiliar people. Fresh conversations spring up, differences in pace become apparent. By the end of the…

  • Day 16 (Pete)

    Day 16 I think: Since I mail these off at each town I don’t really have the luxury off referencing yesterdays to be sure. Its Wednesday. I’m pretty sure. May 1st, maybe 2nd. The date display on my point and shoot reads May second. It could be wrong. I only like the feature because it…

  • Day 16 (Tape)

    Well the Festival of Calories has been going strong all day long. It been a pretty indulgent day I can safely say. I’ve pretty much been stuffed since we got to town. I feel stuffed right now. But ah, we picked, we’ve ah, we came into town and we both huevos rancheros and another basket…

  • Day 16

    Never have I known such gluttony. Our ability to consume seems superhuman. Just as we reach the brink of vomiting, we take care of our various tasks, then go back and eat again. We, along with a few other equally grimy hikers that we run into (like John here), eat all that is edible in…

  • Day 15 (Pete)

    A cold and hungry night passed restlessly. The first seven miles flew by effortlessly so we decided on an early lunch at Dobsen Trail Camp. We cooked with the last of our water. Unfortunately, as we would have known if we had prudently checked before hand, Dobsen spring was dry. The next six miles would…

  • Day 15 (Tape)

    Alright, well I think I lost an entry in there, cause there’s a whole day missing. So what happened the day after we spent that night kind of close to the houses is we hauled butt to ah, to a campsite above Big Bear. It was dry, one of the places was dry. We hiked…

  • Day 15

    About six miles short of the road to Big Bear we run completely out of food and water. There’s no description for the ecstasy that consumed us as we consumed our first kitchen-cooked meal since the day we set foot on the trail. It made the 3-mile walk back to our campsite feel like nothing.

  • Day 14 (Pete)

    The Motorcycle guys told us yesterday it was Sunday. The sun was already over the ridge when we woke up. Regardless it was a cold, slow start. We walked and walked and walked as the sun rose higher. It turned into a pleasant day. Warm with plenty of shade from tall pines. There were several…

  • Day 14 (Tape)

    Well it must Monday now, since yesterday was Sunday. And this is just like the perfect day. We’ve probably already gone eight or nine miles and they’ve just breezed by. Shhhhheww. We’re just going on through forests. The day is cool but its sunny. Just like, the perfect walking day. I’ll almost be sad when…

  • Day 14

    Our path wends almost effortlessly through the San Bernardios. A day that walking feels like the only natural thing to do. In fact we try to stop early, we had planned on an easy day. We can’t, it drives us nuts. After another five miles we can relax and dream of the food that lies…