Big Bear kind of blows, there, I’ve said it. It doesnt even have real bears. We started the day hiking a brisk 20 miles, slightly downhill. On the way we crossed Daddy Longlegs, Gnome, Tommyhawk and Remedy, none of whom knew where Chris and Boots were, leading us to believe they were far behind and …
Being in the desert here means being under the treeline. A weird concept as I didn’t think there could be anything underneath it. Anyway, that was our goal today, climbing to the treeline. Chris and Boots slept way too long for us, so Coyote and me set out on our own, agreeing to meet up …
I woke up and it wasn’t cold, a novelty. As we hiked the valley between the San Jacinto mountains and Whitewater preserve, we got our first taste of real desert heat. The bridge of the I10 provided some temporary relief and to our surprise, we found a hikerbox and a cooler with drinks there. Only …
