Today was the best I had felt thus far on the Pacific Crest Trail, I was beginning to feel more and more like an actual hiker! Yikes! My IT Band pain was gone, these New Balance 1260’s were doing the trick and I couldn’t be more ecstatic about it.
The twenty-one miles seemed to blow right by, and before I knew it I had reached the highway that I would hitch down into a true hiker haven, “Casa de Luna”. CDL is run by a magnificent lady, Terry, and her husband Joe. Terry’s house sits on what must be a two acre property, and the entire backyard consists of a trail-like system that has over seventy campsites throughout. When Diggs and I were dropped off there must have been about eighty hikers in the front driveway, sitting on couches and chairs or standing scattered about, everyone with a huge plate of food in front of them.
I spent the night meeting people from all over the country, and many from all over the world. It truly was a great night, spent in a truly special place. All was well in the cosmos.
