Editor's Note: The following is pulled from the journal that I kept while hiking the John Muir Trail this past month. I'll post each entry for the next few weeks. If you are just tuning in, you can go to the first day of the journal here.
Thursday, August 12th - Skipped quite a few days there! Strange as it sounds, no time for writing. Too much socializing, partying, celebrating. Currently I'm writing in a cafe, outdoors, in Monte Rio, a few clicks east of the Pacific Ocean and Hwy 1. DON'S DOGS, home of the bacon-grease powered Ford Grill. Spent last night in a very different campground, on the coast, RVs everywhere, stereos and DVD players in the tents around us...a long way from the Sierras, and our hiking home in the back country. Uh oh, here come my buckwheat pancakes, hot off the Ford...to be con't...
-llg