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[pct-l] Gonzo Thruhiking....'82 PCT
- Subject: [pct-l] Gonzo Thruhiking....'82 PCT
- From: Kelly Flowers <kkflower@students.wisc.edu>
- Date: Mon, 29 Jun 1998 07:32:42 -0500
Strangest experience on the '82 PCT, one day out of Acton and just before
entering the Mojave, appropriately titled in my journal: "But it didn't get
weird enough for me..."
"5/10/82
"Yesterday afternoon we pulled into Spade Spring Canyon and commenced
looking for some place to stay. Up the canyon a ways we found two nicely
cleared and smoothed over oval areas, one at the end of the dirt road we
were walking, the other at the beginning of a fire break. We wondered aloud
at the use of the oval cleared areas; I suggested that perhaps they were
for the firetrucks, turn-arounds, so they could return down the road. In
the middle of the former, there stood a shaggy shade tree, so we put up the
tent and placed it under the tree, just in case it rained. At 1:45am, I
wake up to hear Harry and Ray discussing whether the noise they hear is a
D-9 Cat, or what. When it pulls up next to our tree, we see that it's a big
truck. Out of the driver's side steps a vaguely humanoid shape with a
voluminous, luminous, white suit on -- like a space suit. It's even got a
helmet on!! The lights of the truck and the rumble of the engine add to the
supernatural, celestial effect."
"Finally, Ray climbs out to go see what's going on; after our initial
thought of a "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" event , now we're figuring
there's a chemical of some sort in the truck and that's why this guy has a
weird spacesuit on. Turns out the guy has a truckload of bees!! And
there's another truck in the other cleared area! He had thought our tent
was a rock and so was surprised himself to see Ray pop asking questions. So
we go back to sleep as he unloads the truck, and decide to high-tail it out
of there at 5:30 tomorrow morning before the little devils get active. This
morning Harry jumps up and says "Let's go, boys, it's 6:00am already!" He's
barely maintaining composure under the threat of hordes of killer bees
descending upon us, after having a dream where the bees were swarming on the
tent and we couldn't get out. That is the fastest he's ever packed, I can
tell you!"
Take care,
Kelly
Kelly Flowers
kkflower@students.wisc.edu
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