PCT Day 11 – Mike’s Place
14.8 miles, near 127.3
Last night was the calmest evening we’ve had so far, hardly any wind. We left the river and started climbing after a few miles in the morning.
I was listening to some music in the afternoon, when I looked down and noticed my lens cap was missing from my camera, I didn’t hear it fall off. Luckily, it was only like 50 feet back on the trail. It would be a lot harder to keep the lens clean if I lost it, so now I’m extra careful.
The day was pretty hot and we were ready to find some water by the time we reached “Mike’s place”, a sort of trail angels house. There were 20+ hikers already there, hanging out, drinking beer and relaxing, shooting hoops by the garage. Mike wasn’t there, but a guy named Scott was acting as caretaker. I found out later Scott was a roofer, working on the house, and Mike needed him to watch the place so he could leave for a couple days on an emergency. Scott was tan and had a beer belly, liked smoking and drinking with the rest of the hiker trash, but really knew his way around the outdoor brick oven, like he used to own a pizza restaurant. He was also super attentive to the grounds and made sure we had water and kept the beer stocked. Just a super chill spot for the night, and we made pizzas with the brick oven to share. There was a sea of tents in the back yard. I’m not sure if I should believe the roofer story I was told, he may have just been a hiker that stopped by and never left.
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It was a long, hot day in the desert until we reached “Mike’s Place” and were greeted with ice cold beer and brick oven pizza! 1. A dirt road cuts through the valley 2. An afternoon pit stop to survey the area 3. Sometimes it’s mighty and green 4. A view of the rugged mountainside 5. Sometimes it’s mighty and rocky 6. Wildflowers 7. View of the valley 8. Hiker trash incoming 9. The hangout at Mikes 10. Keeping it real classy and smooth with the Natty Ice 😝