Today was an interesting day. We spent more than half of the day hitching. This entire section has been weird. I woke early this morning at the andersons and had to poop. The dinner last night got to me, as well as everyone else. All of the port-a-potties were so full. For breakfast, Papa Joe was making pancakes inside the house. I got to go inside and talk to him for a bit. We loaded up two slices of pancakes with butter and syrup. So good. My dinner last night hadn't even settled yet but usually when there's food, we take advantage of it. I was getting so antsy this morning. I was all ready to go but we didn't walk into town till around ten.
We decided to hitch the road walk around the fire closure but will connect back on to the PCT as soon as we could. After a couple of tries, we got our first hitch from a mom named Jane and her two little girls. We hopped into her trunk and she took us to the next intersection. From there, we hitched to this biker bar down the road called Rock Inn. We went in and saw a bunch more of other hikers. Guess most people planned on coming there. It was pretty awesome. I ordered a small plate of eggs, home fries and English muffin since I was still full from pancakes earlier. We hung out there for a couple of hours and a band started playing. We then realized we were getting sucked into the vortex so we finally headed out. We hadn't hiked at all yet and it was getting late. It feels so weird when you're not hiking, you seem to feel unproductive.
Took another while to hitch but we got picked up by this guy who was super into the PCT and was asking a bunch of questions. He dropped off at the trail and we were off. We had to take a side trail to get back on the PCT which was super steep. Afternoon hiking for me is always so hard. We hiked and hiked until our water source which was at a guzzler, which we had no clue what it was. It took awhile to find it but we finally did and set up camp. It's been really cold these past few days. I went to go get water from the guzzler and it was like a scary movie to me. I had to crawl under the thing and lift open the sewer like lid and use a milk jug to scoop out some dirty brown/yellow water with leaves/sticks. Guess we'll see what it will taste like!
I pitched my tent a few feet away from some guy who kept trying to talk to me. I felt so bad that I didn't want to socialize. I was so tired, I needed to just get into my bag. I was texting Holly about sending a package to her grandparents house in lake Isabella. Trying to make orders in your tent on spotty 3G can be frustrating, especially when amazon cannot accept the address you put in. Tomorrow is Hikertown. We've heard so many rumors about it being sketch. I hope we won't have to sleep there. I will wait for the group before heading into it just to be safe.