One good thing about walking in the dark is that you can't see where you're going. Well in the micro sense yes but in the larger context no. So I just barreled along and when the gals passed me, as they always do, TC told me we were on a 3mph pace. Geeze Louise!
So the wind continued and as the day progressed it got stronger and stronger till finally, somewhere after the middle of the day, I was having to brace myself against sideways gusts or I would have gone down in an ungracious heap.
I did learn something about myself, and the wind. Ongoing, relentless wind sets my nerves on edge. I stop thinking as clearly as necessary and my tendency is to try to avoid walking into it. So when I found myself at an unmarked junction with howling (really) wind coming up a cliff the trail appeared to follow, I couldn't make myself take the obvious path. I walked to the center of an adjacent road and pulled out my phone (with the Halfmile gps waypoints on it) and the app told me I wasn't on the trail. Finally I convinced myself I had to walk past that blast place and once I did, I found I was back on the trail.
There are lots of scary things out here on the trail and one of the most dangerous is ones own mind. Good to remember, the next time I get scared of the wind. And just so you know, for you Girl Scouts out there, I sang "Where does the wind come from" song the entire day...over and over again. Kinda like a mantra.
We made it out before out target time for my dear friends Chris and Lisa, who were meeting us at Inspiration Point and taking us into Wrightwood. Box pickup at the hardware store, stuff dropoff at Angela's parents cabin (thanks Helen and Gene) and we went to the Grizzly Cafe for piles of food. I don't think the hiker hunger has hit me yet but I did a respectable job.
It is completely amazing that I can walk 19.5 miles and still have some energy left at the end of the day. Well, energy for eating food, if not much more. But still! I'm amazed.