Even zero days can be shitty days
I woke up to rain and more clouds today & since my left knee still hurts, I decided to stay in Tehachapi yet another night. I grabbed breakfast at the continental breakfast at 630 and then went back to bed for a nice hour and a half nap, waking back up around 830. Knowing the continental breakfast ended at 9, I decided to go back down for round 2 and happened into Butters and England and they agreed to let me stay in their room tonight, lowering the rate for all of us. Yay! Today’s a good day already and it’s not even 9 am yet.
I grabbed a long shower in my room and packed up all of my gear, very messily I might add, and moved it a couple rooms down the hall and checked out of my room just in time.
Everyone in Tehachapi has told me that the Albertson’s is extremely expensive to resupply from but to go the General Dollar instead. But I like knowing my food is actual food so elected not to go to the General Dollar as recommended. I instead opted to take the Kern Transit bus over to Mojave, partly to see the town and party because apparently the grocery store is significantly cheaper, to then catch it back in an hour or 2. I figured I get to kill two birds with one stone: 1) a cheaper resupply and 2) I get to ride public transit and experience something totally new
3 hours later (and counting), I’m sitting outside the Carl’s Jr in Mojave, surrounded by screaming children and so much wind it crossed over the line of downright irritating about an hour ago, and it turns out the bus schedules posted online aren’t correct. So I get to wait another half hour for the bus back into town, after fighting the wind, spending so much money I’m verginging on an anxiety attack, and trying my damndest to make sure I have enough food to get me to Lake Isabella where my next resupply will be.
Today has been the exact opposite of that with the exception of the first 3 hours or so of my day. When zero days go awry, it reminds you why you like the trail so much: there’s less stress, no money gets wasted away, you can take a nap anywhere and whenever you want, and you can be on your own schedule. Towns are nothing but stress for me and as much as I like showers and laundry, I’m getting to the point of being ready to leave them as soon as those 2 things are done.
Towns take money and money (or lackthereof) is what can get people taken off the trail faster than they even realize. Towns and money are scary things. I like the woods where neither thing exists.
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