{"id":406,"date":"2017-05-04T04:04:16","date_gmt":"2017-05-04T04:04:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.walkingfromthelaw.com\/?p=406"},"modified":"2023-02-18T22:06:28","modified_gmt":"2023-02-18T22:06:28","slug":"day-20-the-san-bernardinos-kicked-my-bum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/2017\/05\/04\/day-20-the-san-bernardinos-kicked-my-bum\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 20: The San Bernardinos Kicked My Bum"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Date: April 29, 2017<br \/>\nMiles: 226.1<span id=\"selectionBoundary_1493476434728_7690580657971107\" class=\"rangySelectionBoundary\" style=\"line-height: 0; display: none;\"><\/span> &#8211; 240<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;When you get to the end of a canyon, you know the only way out is up.&#8221; ~ Katie<\/p>\n<p>Nothing super remarkable happened today. &nbsp;Except for the wrong turn that I took that led Roi, John and I to a dead end, from which we had to scramble up a steep hill to get back on trail. We realized what had happened when we looked up and saw Katie and Connor on the trail up above, asking what the heck we were doing down there.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><figure id=\"attachment_394\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-394\" style=\"width: 400px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_1778-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_1778-1.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-394\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-394\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">You can&#8217;t tell from this picture, but that is not John&#8217;s happy face.<\/figcaption><\/figure><br \/>\nWhen we got back on track, we walked for miles along Mission Creek and then we hoofed it straight up the mountains of the San Bernardino National Forest for 4.5 miles until I died. I died three times. If I don&#8217;t get in better shape by the sierras, they are going to kill me.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><figure id=\"attachment_395\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-395\" style=\"width: 400px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2113.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2113.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-395\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-395\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Into a new wilderness.<\/figcaption><\/figure><figure id=\"attachment_396\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-396\" style=\"width: 225px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2112.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2112.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-396\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-396\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">This was the view for miles. I had the back of Roi&#8217;s backpack memorized.<\/figcaption><\/figure><br \/>\nPart of the forest that we went straight up through was destroyed by the Lake Fire in 2015 and what is left standing is sadly beautiful. I tried capturing it with my camera, but like all of my photographs so far, they can&#8217;t adequately convey the grandness and the solemn feeling of it all. I walked most of the way through this area by myself and was grateful for the time alone.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2121.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2121.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-397\"><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2123.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2123.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-398\"><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2124.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2124.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-399\"><\/a><br \/>\nI finally crawled into camp exhausted and with dead legs and found Roi and Paul hanging out with a man from Camas, Washington and another from Brisbane, Australia. &nbsp;We conjectured about the condition of the Sierra while we made dinner, which for me was a Ramen Bomb &#8211; ramen noodles and mashed potatoes mixed together. It&#8217;s as gut busting as it sounds and I blame Roi for telling me about this. I&#8217;m trying to digest it as I type this post. &nbsp;Katie and Strongback rolled in a few minutes later but John decided to camp a half-mile back since he was tired and hungry and didn&#8217;t want to go any farther.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><figure id=\"attachment_400\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-400\" style=\"width: 225px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2127.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2127.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-400\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-400\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Do not try this at home.<\/figcaption><\/figure><br \/>\n<span id=\"selectionBoundary_1493522066467_06959321464005852\" class=\"rangySelectionBoundary\" style=\"line-height: 0; display: none;\"><\/span>In addition to the Ramen Bomb, I am trying another new thing this evening &#8211; cowboy camping. I keep saying I&#8217;m going to do it but then I chicken out at the last minute. Not tonight! &nbsp;Of course I didn&#8217;t do it last night when it was nice and warm out, but waited until we climbed to nearly 8,000 feet&#8230;I&#8217;m feeling glad that I have a zero degree quilt, for sure. &nbsp;Camas man kindly shared with me all of his stories about creatures that he has woken up to find in his sleeping bag, so&#8230;yah. Thanks Camas man!<\/p>\n<p><figure id=\"attachment_401\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-401\" style=\"width: 400px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2126.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2126.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-401\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-401\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Look Ma, I&#8217;m cowboy camping!<\/figcaption><\/figure><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2102.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2102.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-402\"><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2109.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2109.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-403\"><\/a><figure id=\"attachment_404\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-404\" style=\"width: 225px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2119.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2119.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-404\"><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-404\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The dreaded poodle dog bush.<\/figcaption><\/figure><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2116.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" src=\"http:\/\/178.128.8.170\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/05\/img_2116.jpg\" title=\"\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-405\"><\/a><br \/>\n<span id=\"selectionBoundary_1493475909561_5218893731203281\" class=\"rangySelectionBoundary\" style=\"line-height: 0; display: none;\"><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Date: April 29, 2017 Miles: 226.1 &#8211; 240 &#8220;When you get to the end of a canyon, you know the only way out is up.&#8221; ~ Katie Nothing super remarkable happened today. &nbsp;Except for the wrong turn that I took that led Roi, John and I to a dead end, from which we had to &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/2017\/05\/04\/day-20-the-san-bernardinos-kicked-my-bum\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Day 20: The San Bernardinos Kicked My Bum&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5,2],"tags":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/406"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=406"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/406\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2678,"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/406\/revisions\/2678"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=406"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=406"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/walkingfromthelaw.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=406"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}