I bow to NorCal
The stretch from Seiad to Etna SOBO was rough for me. Maybe it was because I didn’t have my “trail legs” yet? Maybe it was because my foot was bothering me? Maybe it was the terrain itself? Doesn’t matter, honestly.
All I can say: I felt like I was on my 5th month of trail (from last year)… I was on the struggle bus.
When I got to Etna, I was so ready for a break! It is a quaint little town, and thanks to an epic Air bnb, one where I was able to enjoy two full zero days. There was not much to do except eat, drink beer, cook, and watch a lot of Netflix. It was awesome!
While the rest was great, what wasn’t was my foot. As soon as I got into town, it ballooned! Weirdly, as soon as I stopped walking, the formally-broken foot got so swollen. Not good. I couldn’t put weight on it; my gait was all jacked up.
I messaged my podiatrist on my health app, and he recommended I get it looked at. That was my plan, but Etna unfortunately doesn’t offer options when it comes to health care. Charm, yes. Urgent care, no.
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