Author Archives: nzyank

A dark and windy night led to me having to hop out of tent to replace two pegs that had come loose in a violent gust of wind. Not catching much sleep, we awoke somewhat groggy, letting the other hikers … Continue reading →

A day of wind and climbing and waiting. Due to the delay in the arrival of our package, we had nothing to do but wait until it showed up. Capitalizing on the breakfast at the hotel, we filled up on … Continue reading →

With a true Nero and Zero coming, we awoke luxuriously late in our tents tucked out of the wind. With trains rumbling through the night and vibrant gusts of wind we were ready for a room with four walls and … Continue reading →

A day without wind is not a day on the PCT at all. Waking to a slight chill in the mountain air, we had a late sleep in until 6:30. Packing our gear Rattles and I hiked one mile to … Continue reading →

After yesterday’s long day, we roused ourselves from our comfortable sleep at 4 am. This was to get a head start on the heat and cover good mileage before lunch time. Hiking further east into the Mojave, we were treated … Continue reading →

It was a day of contrasts. Camped high above the desert floor, we had a cool and windy night. Awaking to the sun rising through the trees, we noted the profusion of tarp tents that had sprung up to the … Continue reading →

Last night was the most restful of the entire hike. Sleeping in until six and waking refreshed, we had a solid day of hiking into the hills ahead of us. Passing under the crackling power lines, we climbed out of … Continue reading →

After a short best restful sleep at the Saufley’s, we decided to steal into the night to get a jump on the sun. Waking at 4, we were out before 5, setting off some of the dogs down the street. … Continue reading →

Waking to the sounds of a lion grunting from the nearby cat rescue park, which I can tell you is not a normal wake up, we were looking forward to an easy day to Agua Dulce. I also thank my … Continue reading →

After a windy night on the ridge top, we awoke knowing that cold drinks and more food lay only 17 short miles down the hills. A short stroll led us onto an old paved road, which led up the mountain. … Continue reading →