Whoa nelly was it chilly this morning. I had 8 miles to go until I reached the road to Wrightwood so I bundled up the best I could and took off before eating breakfast, waiting to eat until I'd warmed up a bit.
I wore my wool socks as mittens. They were a little funky but well worth the warmth :-)
I occasionally broke out into little fits of laughter and tears, astounded by the beauty around me and in complete awe of my surroundings.
This past winter I longed for the transformative beauty of ice and snow.
The trees seemed suspended, bent from persistent and powerful gusts of wind.
I reached highway 2 and was immediately picked up by some locals who were heading back into town.
There was a directory of hiker helpers at the local hardware store and I got in touch with Sue, who welcomed me and 3 other hikers into her and her husband Mike's home.
We had a delightful time together. I felt deeply connected to these kind hearted and generous people that welcomed us "wayfaring strangers" as family.