In the morning we packed up and headed out, stopping at a German bakery before getting to the Best Western Hotel Plus where we had booked the night. We were able to get a room early and made the most of the pool and tub. Lunch at Thai Hachapi was amazing, huge resupply complete to last us to Kennedy Meadows, and a kind soul drove us to the farmers market where we tried street corn, and met a trail angel named Kathy who, with rain and storms due the next day, said we could stay at hers the following night if needed. Back in our room, dinner consisted of bowl after bowl of cereal – how I’ve missed my old friend. Films and one last jump in the hot tub to watch the passing storm set us up for deep sleep that night.
We woke to rain in the morning and decided it would be best to take another zero. Kathy – trail angel from day before – picked us up and drove us to her gorgeous house in Bear Valley, a beautiful little town nestled among the hills and quite literally a utopia. Kathy and her husband Scott welcomes us as if we were family. They introduced us to their two horses, took us out to see elk herds, and set up a fire for s’mores in the evening. Prometheus, Not-A-Minor, ADL, Fake News, Sun Bear and Cheers.