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Day 12: Cinco de Mayo in the Desert

Agua Caliente Creek to Somewhere Out There
Miles: 115-131 (16)

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

This place got crowded last night. Every hiker that was in Warmer Springs yesterday tried to camp here for some reason. Critter was snoring like a chainsaw, so I popped my headphones in and put Miles Davis Sketches of Spain on repeat. I’ve always loved that album, and walking through all this sand has made it better somehow.

I hike with the mother and daughter duo, Heather and Bailey, for part of the morning. They’re a frisky, free-spirited couple of girls that came down from British Columbia. Heather will leave the trail in 100 miles or so, but Bailey is going all the way. I like them-they remind me of my quirky friends Pippy and Zippy, from the Colorado Trail last summer.

The word on the trail is that a nearby trail angel is having a little Cinco de Mayo shin dig for all the thru-hikers today. Since it’s hotter than tiger balls and I’m running out of water, I take the short detour to a single, tiny house in the middle of the mountains to see what all the chatter is about.  

What I find is a comprable to a hiker-trash festival. There’s a basketball hoop, guitars, a drum set, and a piano. There’s a makeshift kitchen, serving generous portions of tacos, potato salad, and macaroni salad. Coolers of beer and soda are scattered here and there. When lunch is over, ice cream is served, then everything is cleaned up so dinner preparations can begin. A short game of trivia commences; if you answer correctly, a kind Mexican woman in a rocking chair throws a mini Snickers Bar at your face. Someone is passing around two bags of Rice Krispie Treats. “do you want tainted, or untainted?” What the shit kind of rabbit hole have I fallen into now? 

Trivia Time

 Everyone is rounded up for a potato-sack race, and one of our two hosts invites everyone to stay for as long as they want. “You can camp anywhere, except for the driveway.”These folks LOVE backpackers, like it’s their job. And they are REALLY good at their job. 

Potato Sack Randomness

 Hikers come and go all afternoon. It’s tempting to stay, but this place is just one of endless pit stops on a trail that already feels like an alternate universe. Bailey, Heather, Kett, Ben, and I hike out into the sunset and meander up five more miles of switchbacks. 

I could do this forever

  • Keala Lassiter Zoll

    It’s about time pippy and zippy were reflected on your daily blog of fun and amazing trail friends. For without us, there would no be Dr. NO. Go with the wind wild west one. Moo cow food awaits you.

    • Sparkle

      Moo cow food really did await him in his beef tacos. A wonderful box of veg love will not be awaiting him if there is not SPARKLE REFLECTION, just tuna and oatmeal for dayssss

      • Keala Lassiter Zoll

        Much agreed.. maybe his new name is smokin 45…just like the 45 revolver that he so loves. Wise up Dr smoking 45, veggie love goodies can only be delivered with a mention of our shinning sparkler. .get an umbrella.

        • Pippy

          Don’t worry Sparkle….I’m SURE Dr. No will dedicate AND even NAME a whole day just for you. Patience feathered friend patience….