Sunday, August 14, 2016

August 13 - Slam!



Trail Magic got me. Too much of a good thing like a couple of beers, chips and salsa, sourkraut, cucumber, potato chips, and an apple after a 24 mile day was the real culprit. I'm sure I was hydrated and definitely had a couple of good meals and snacks during the day, but the Magic of HoboJoe was not my usual routine. So while I was feeling sick and in a cold sweat some of the guys set up my tent. When I could walk without feeling like I was going to Ralph I made my way there and made my bed. Then it was lights out until midnight. A few crackers in the dark helped settle my stomach for another few hours of sleep.


The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and a mostly downhill slope on great trails made the time pass quickly. It wasn't until the day was almost over that I had any indication of stress. A cramp in my left foot stopped me in my tracks just yards from our stopping point at Scott Mountain Summit. This is the same place John and Karen picked up their kids Owen and Zoe from camp early Friday morning. Our plan was to take advantage of the campground and get an early nights rest. Then SLAM! Trail Magic appeared and the rest disappeared. My new mantra: Everything in moderation. 


Shasta in the distance. We're heading northwest of the giant. 

The lunchtime view. 

Where the Reiss's pick up their children from camp and where HoboJoe did some Trail Magic. 









Hikingsolo

1 comment:

  1. I'm surprised you are so sensitive after some of the other surprising indulgences. Sorry that happened. Feeling icky is a waste of time for sure.

    You are a partying hiker!

    I had to go to Summit Hut yesterday for a new pair of boots. I guess breaking those others in, wore them out. They said to really only expect around 500 miles from shoes. Could that be? Aren't you going for well over twice that? Anyway, a bittersweet pleasure buying new ones because I felt pretty beast to have to get new ones, but I realized I can't stick within my idea of a responsible budget and get things sturdy enough to support my fat butt.
    Now I have a week to break in new hardy Lowas. No problem!

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