By Dan White
ISBN-10: 0061376930
ISBN-13: 9780061376931
ISBN-10: 0061652709
ISBN-13: 9780061652707
The Pacific Crest path stretches from Mexico to Canada, a distance of 2,650 grueling, sun-scorched, bear-infested miles. while Dan White and his female friend introduced their goal to hike it, Dan's parents—among others—thought they have been nuts. How might humans who'd by no means even shared an residence jointly live to tell the tale six months within the barren region with little greater than a two-person tent and a few path combine? but if those addled adventurers, dubbed "the Lois and Clark excursion" through their benevolent trail-guru, set out for the yank desert, the hardships of the trail—and one delicious-looking cactus—test the bounds of affection and sanity.
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My father looked worried now, and yet he did not suggest we abort the mission. Neither did Allison. Neither did my mom. Neither did I. Any one of us could have taken decisive action at that moment but chose not to do so, which was, in itself, a decision. Allison insisted on staying outside while my parents and I walked into the ranger station, where we approached a woman with a face like a loggerhead tortoise. She had matted hair, a Smokey Bear hat, and a frown. My parents and I stood together by a 3D topography map and a postcard rack.
These strategies sounded wacky, but the results were indisputable. Most people take five to six months to hike the Pacific Crest Trail, but Jardine, in middle age, had knocked it off with Jenny, his sprightly wife, in less than three and a half months. That’s 2,650 miles in 100 days, in heat and snow and rain. Mark walked in to the living room and caught me reading The Book. He must have noticed my vacant expression, my tongue pushed to the side of my mouth, my eyes bulging as I stared at the pages.
I’m prepared,” Todd said crisply, “to hike all day any day under most conditions. I wear the lightest garments possible. My sleeves block the sun. ” Todd just shook his head. “No bug juice. ” She turned to me, throwing me a supportive look. I smiled back. Todd smiled, too. He reached in his pack and pulled out a full-body suit made of mosquitoproof mesh. He’d sewn it himself. Sweet Elaine was lounging near Todd. She asked us if we’d done any other national scenic trails. We had to suck on oranges.
The Cactus Eaters: How I Lost My Mind-and Almost Found Myself-on the Pacific Crest Trail (P.S.) by Dan White
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