July 9, 2018 – Mile 1319 Pacific Crest Trail
The climb out of Sierra City was a long, sun-baked 3000 feet. We took a break on a pile of rocks, which you can imagine was rather uncomfortable.
By the time we reached the high point of this section on the way to our next camp, we were tired and thirsty long before the end of our day.
The PCT twisted and turned down between two lakes. It continued switch-backing down through the woods until Elaine said, “There’s bright green fencing down there. ”
It turned out to be Packsaddle Camp. We needed water so we walked in to the campground and found a water pump. We started getting water when we heard a friendly voice.
“Hello hiker friends! Would you like a cold beer?”
Brenda gave us a choice of ice cold brews and told us her family and friend group had three campsites. We were welcome to use any space we could find for our tent.
Elaine and I looked at each other and smiled and accepted Brenda’s offer.
After setting up our tent, we headed over to return the beer bottles and get some water from the faucet. We had no intention of spending the evening. As we approached their picnic table we met Fred and the other family and friends. Immediately, we were handed snacks and many questions followed. They encouraged us to stick around for dinner, and when the first glass of cold Chardonnay was accepted, all resistance evaporated.
A picnic dinner of lasagna, salad, garlic bread and lemon bars was served. These warm and friendly people made us feel welcome and accepted into their group. We couldn’t believe our good fortune to have met these generous, wonderful friends.
As darkness fell, we returned to our tent after many heartfelt thanks. We smiled at each other and felt amazed at the many kindnesses we have encountered on the Pacific Crest Trail.