Waning Gibbous Moon
I am out of the Sierra Nevada (whimper, sniff) and down in the blistering heat of the Great Central Valley. Well, not blistering exactly, just very uncomfortable. But thanks to the kindness of Roseville’s illustrious trail angel Ms.Timarie, I am safe and cooling my heels indoors in Cameron Park.
The hiking trail that my drugstore map showed as being parallel to US 50 between Strawberry and Placerville never revealed itself to me. So I drifted alongside the highway against traffic on mostly good shoulder, losing elevation and trading conifers for oaks. I’m going to miss these mountains and their funky little roadside towns.
Many thanks to Ms.Timarie for appearing at just the right time to buy me an In ‘n Out double double and deliver me to the nearest affordable inn!
Three days along the American River should get me to Sacramento. I can’t believe I’m getting so close to the end of this trek. Please please please send an autumn cold front!
Peace, Love, and Think Up Some Cool,