The dreaded chemtrails
Today, July 20 we climbed in 90 degree weather for about 4,200ft. Sweat dripped off of us non-stop for 8 hours. Davis dropped us off at 7:20 and by 3:00 we were on our backs, feet up on a log sleeping across the trail. The heat had slayed us. We slept for 30 minutes undisturbed by any other hikers stepping over us. It was an emergency sleep that allowed us to continue walking. When we reached 4,500 ft the temperature dropped by 25 degrees and the wind picked up. We had heard thunder before our nap but no rain. We had not felt a cool breeze like this since the Sierra, maybe since the John Muir trail section. It was so welcomed by us.
We made camp by 7:30 ish and put up our new free standing Black Diamond Mesa tent. It will stand up to the potential downpours of the Pacific Northwest. It is roomier and feels exceptionally stable unlike our baggy, floppy, Z tent.The Z tent is designed after your basic boyscout pup tent. Not recommended in wind.
It's now July 21. We woke up to a sky filled with chem trails. More than we have ever seen. FC is confused, angry, sad, incapacitated. Nothing constructive or positive will emerge from this chaotic state of mind and emotions so she will wait until the mud settles and she can see and breath more clearly. She definitely needs more information and space to gain a perspective that is not based on fear, panic, and ignorance. Meanwhile we will hike and enjoy this incredible environment that knows nothing about chemtrails. The one thing FC is sure of is that in the end the planet will survive, not the humans and that gives her great solace and peace.
So far the temperature has been in the 60's. Hallelujah ! We are once again hiking in comfortable weather. I do believe we have no complaints today.
I have noticed how our optimism soars in the morning. We are ready for anything. By late afternoon or sometimes early afternoon that can change depending on the many variables that form our days but mornings are the best. In the morning we are sure we can accomplish our set mileage and more. Usually it's never more. Today is one such ebullient day where we think 25 miles is in the cards. We 'll get back to you on that.
We are so grateful for all the encouragement and excitement you guys bring and send to us. Knowing you are with us inspires is to keep going. Thank you a million times.
Today Mt. Shasta is buried in clouds. Looks like they are all in session, convening a summit meeting to discuss the craziness of humans and what should be done about them. Do they really think they can control the weather and live ? Do they think they are in control? The clouds change colour in anger. Shasta rumbles deep in her depths. They commiserate, the clouds and the mountain, even as trails of chemicals pierce their vapors. "0h these crazy humans"!
simply beautiful
ReplyDeleteI think that plant you asked about is a California pitcher plant which is carnivorous but not a threat to someone of your stature.
ReplyDeleteWow, Amen!
ReplyDeleteFC, you've been spending way too much time in the Vortex. Get away from Mt. Shasta as soon as you can. The contrails are whizzing through your head. And we agree that the earth will win in the end, not us.
ReplyDeleteGlad you have a slightly larger tent, though one in which two folks my size would still feel squished. Carry on, bubbies. We love you.
PS I thought the plants looked like cobras... they are indeed California pitcher plants also called cobra plants. TC, thanks for the birthday call today.
ReplyDeleteI have thoroughly enjoyed reading FC's commentary on her response to the contrails covering her sky. My own response is quite different (probably typical of an engineer) & definitely not very worrisome.
ReplyDeleteIn any case, I believe the project has great potential, substantial merit and does not worry me at all - interesting, no? ---- Dad
Love the latest updates. I am getting ready to go up to the cabin with Kath and friends. I will catch up on the amazing blog on Friday.
ReplyDeletePS -- I really love your picture of White Ridge Spring, makes me thirsty!!
ReplyDeleteKeep up the great photography --- Dad