Magic Scissors Crossing

— April 25, 2012

Cactus in Bloom - PCT
Cactus in bloom. Photo by Brett Fisher.
April 25, 2012

Clouds came in last night and it’s overcast. Feels like a very long three to four miles as I walk down the hard, rocky trail off Granite Peak and across the flats to Scissors Crossing.

Hiking with blisters. Take a step. Foot says, “That hurts.” I say, “I know.” Take another step. Foot says, “That still hurts.” I say, “I still know.” And so it goes.

Eventually, trail trance is achieved. Just registering the immediate and placing feet to avoid twisting ankles and tripping. Of course, this all gets interrupted when a rock is caught solidly under a blister.

With Vitamin I (ibuprofen), however, and the rhythm of hiking, blister pain is relegated to the periphery along with the new pain that has developed on the top of my left foot.

I catch up with Ashley. She has stopped to check out a rattlesnake just off the trail under the leaves of a yucca. A large one buzzing away. (That makes three rattlers we’ve seen so far). This one might even be a Mojave Green. We give it a wide berth.

Rattlesnake - PCT
Look closely. A rattlesnake coiled under the yucca and buzzing angrily. Photo by Ashley Fisher.

We catch up to Natalie. As we approach where we cross the highway, we see chairs and coolers tucked in the brush beside the trail. And people beckoning “come here.” Who, us? Are these some sketchy Californians out partying in the desert?

What? Big smile. Trail magic. Cold beer and soda, fresh fruit, apple pie from nearby Julian. Natalie says it’s the best day of her life. Thank you Pinky and Dead Animal.

We rest and chat with hikers. Ashley asks Pinky if the trail has changed her. She answers, “Yes, I’m making changes and trying to live like this forever.”

We hitch in to Julian. Yesterday, we heard hikers talking about staying in Julian for the night then going to the Kick Off. And about Julian’s famous apple pie. I’m thinking: pie, rest the colds, rest my blisters. We hitch a ride in the back of a plumbing truck. We’ve hiked 70 miles. We’ve earned it.

We check in at the Julian Lodge. Showers, laundry, naps, wifi and skype with Lori, pizza, buy Nyquil at the store, carpet underfoot (strange sensation), more showers for the girls (guess they were very dirty), take the Nyquil and start to pass out, bed and pillows. Luxurious.

PCT Day 8: 4 miles hiked to Scissors Crossing. Hitched into Julian, CA and stayed at the Julian Lodge.

Cholla Cactus - PCT
Cholla cactus in bloom. Photo by Brett Fisher.
Trail Magic - PCT
Trail magic at Scissors Crossing. Thank you Pinky and Dead Animal! Photo by Ashley Fisher.
Scissors Crossing - PCT
Hitching from Scissors Crossing to Julian, CA. Photo by Natalie Fisher.
Hitching - PCT
Playing some guitar and riding in the back of a plumbing flatbed truck. Photo by Natalie Fisher.
Julian, CA - PCT
Collapsing at the Julian Lodge after our first 70 miles on the trail. Photo by Brett Fisher.
Julian, CA - PCT
Natalie buys half a watermelon in Julian. And she eats all of it (with a little help). Photo by Ashley Fisher.

One Comment on "Magic Scissors Crossing"

  • Ashley! I found your blog, and that is an awesome picture of you totally spent :). I’m so excited for you and your sis and dad. I was on the PCT last Sunday in Big Bear and thought of you, AND thought, hmmm, is she allowing folks to join you for a short stint of the journey? If not I understand. If so, just say the word and I’ll shimmy on up Hwy 38 and meet up with you. It’s not too far. Also, if you need a place to crash (which it seems you sometimes do) mi casa es su casa. Bye for now!

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *