Saw some conservationists drive up for a yoga session in the mountains. Damn South-Cal hippies, but I did try a little yoga and it does feel good on the trail. I guess that makes me a hippie too. We had a (subdued) party at that water source, got out some lime margarita flavour sachets and just went to town on that water, brushed our teeth. You know, the works. Met a nice Canadian guy Greg who's lugging a 50pound/22.6kg pack! But he was just taking it easy, around 10 miles a day, just seeing how far he'll get. A nice guy who really loves the hike (he comes from Vancouver island which apparently has the highest concentration of mountain lions in the world, but he's never seen one!).
Day 5 was the first day it truly felt like a desert, it was hot. It's either hiking on uneven rocky ground or sand, both suck. Every step on the trail risks a rolled or broken ankle. We get to scissor's crossing (crosses a highway) which has a wonderful water cache under the bridge. We wait out the hottest part of the day, meet back up with Greg, Bow, Scrub and Tribhu (trail names) and had a yarn. Signed the register (there's trail registers all along the PCT to keep track of people I guess) and did some yoga/stretches. Headed off at about 4pm and just across the road we find trail magic in the form of peanut butter, crackers and pre-made pasta meals (we were bummed because we weren't gonna have quite enough food to last to Warner Springs). Headed up for a couple more hours and made camp (dry but we packed lots of water) in what looked like some odd war zone, nice views but every bush/tree was a blackened skeleton from past forest fires (makes me feel better we're cold camping).
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