Day 25 - Wintry Walk into Wrightwood

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 stared the day with a climb and things got icier the further up I went. 

I stared the day with a climb and things got icier the further up I went. 

Time seemed to have stopped, the world frozen around me. 

Time seemed to have stopped, the world frozen around me. 

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.

There were moments where I wondered, "Where am I?" 

There were moments where I wondered, "Where am I?" 

And moments where I was comfortingly reminded that I was still on the right path. 

And moments where I was comfortingly reminded that I was still on the right path. 

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This past winter I longed for the transformative beauty of ice and snow.  

To experience it in such a profound way, today, brought joy to my heart. 

To experience it in such a profound way, today, brought joy to my heart. 

The trees seemed suspended, bent from persistent and powerful gusts of wind.

Still they held on, roots firm and strong. 

Still they held on, roots firm and strong. 

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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.

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We had a delightful time together. I felt deeply connected to these kind hearted and generous people that welcomed us "wayfaring strangers" as family.

<3 Will