Today I went on the most uncomfortable hitch into town that I’ve been on so far on the PCT.

It was one of those easy days heading into town. First step was to head into the trailhead, and that was pretty chill.

Then the next step was to head to lone pine.

But since we got to the trailhead so early, it was a lot of waiting to find a ride that might take us to town. Finally we found a family heading out. They had a full truck, so no seats, but they had space in the box of the truck. Just barely. So we piled in. Then went down the windy, exposed road to Lone Pine.

This was so weirdly disorienting. And I was jammed in a spot where I couldn’t hold on. Secret sat in a way he could tuck his head and just looked down in the box half the way. But I had nowhere to look or really hold on.

We got into town. Found a hotel with a bed and pool. Ate at McDonalds and did some errands. It was a good day. A hot day. A weird day.