Woke up to the most beautiful sunrise. It was going to be a hot day, so I was excited knowing I was going to hang in Julian for the day to beat the heat. I meandered the 7 miles to the road to find Sherbert, Survivor, Rogue, Brendan, and Goblin chilling under the overpass waiting for a hitch. I caught up with them for a bit while we waited for Goblins friend Miata to arrive. She got there and we weren’t all entirely sure how we would fit into her Yaris. But we did it. It was an amazing sight to see because we all managed to fit inside, even with our backpacks and Miatas dog.

The drive into town was down this curvy road, where I thought the clown car of thru hikers were going to fall of on every turn because Miata (so her name says) flew down the road at top speed I stead of the record 20mph. But we arrive alive and then hit up moms in town for some free pie and ice cream! So worth the 70 plus miles it took to get there.

After Moms, I went to the outfitter store and was told what I thought I knew already, that my pack was too small. So I hit up REI and had another pack headed my way a few towns up. But then the trail provided. After I finished my resupply, I walked I to the huge group of hikers in town and they were all like Becca! The lady at the outfitter store had told another guy who was wanting to buy one of their packs, that I was looking for a medium REI Flasb 55 and that’s the pack he was trying to get rid of. Isn’t that insane? So I cancelled my REI order and bought the pack off him so he could get the pack he wanted. Stellar move.

So after that sweet sweet trade, I went to do laundry and shower for the first time in 6 days. Glorious. And then the trail angel came to take me to scissors crossing. While we were chatting, she said my friend was waiting for me under the bridge. I had no idea what she was talking about until it hit me, my friend smack down had caught up to me! It was awesome to see him because he literally started the trail a few days ago after switching from hiking the AT.

We had a killer night under the overpass with some trail angels who provided beer and snacks, and even camped with us for the night.

Woke up feeling fresh and ready to hit the trail with Smackdown. We did a long ass day of 24 miles. Still not sure that was the smartest thing because my blisters are killing me slowly. Luckily, vitamin I is helping me out with that.

It was a killer day, the weather was softer than the intense sunshine we have been experiencing. The wind helped by pushing us further down the trail. We ended up at the infamous third gate water cache, where we hung out for a couple of hours with folks coming in and out.

We hopped back on trail and I realized I had the trowel of the guy who I bought the new pack from in my pack. Luckily, he was there with another 12 people at Barrel Spring. Now he’s able to carry on cat holing. One of the hikers fiancé provided pizza and beer for everyone, which was amazing! And ofcourse it was devoured in 5 minutes. Was an awesome way to end the evening.

Also hit 100 miles which feels pretty kick ass!

Woke up before everyone at the camp sight. It was crazy to see 8 hikers all cowboy camping in a line, bringing a smile to my face. Smackdown and I headed out to Warner Springs. We hit up Eagle Rock, while singing Toby Keith, the most patriotic thing we could think of. It fit the moment.

It was overcast and windy when we made it to the gas station, where we posted up oisifs, charged our electronics for a couple of hours, and down some Mad Mike’s hot dogs. They were some of the next dogs I’ve ever had.

I did have my first sexist dude interaction today, which brought me back from the honeymoon feeling I’ve been having on the PCT. I was talking to this older gentlemen in the gas station and he seemed nice. When I went to leave, he said wow, you have some really nice legs. I immediately felt uncomfortable and remembered the world that we are living in. I laughed, and just walked out of the store and told Smackdown what happen. I bet that man thinks it was just an innocent remark, but it just sucks to be seen as an object. It was just gross. And then he proceeded to tell me there’s a bathroom in his office across the street for me to use, but. It to tell anyone else about it. Vomit.

After that, Smackdown and I hit the trail where I ended up camping a few miles before him because my feet just couldn’t hang anymore. What was a two man camp with a man name Geode, turned into a jam band on a beautiful ledge with Lemming, his brother, a dude with a ukele, and a few other folks from their crew. They were super chill! Had a blast with them while they ate and we all stared out into the sunset.