I woke up before 5, actually, and tried to go back to sleep, but finally got up at 5:10. The frog serenade from the previous night had given way to bird song. I had a leisurely breakfast, and toured the RV park. Apparently, there’s some history to the site, and there’s a famous windmill house on the property. I left at 8:45 am.
Alpine is a larger town, with shopping centers. When I pulled in at 10, it was too early for lunch, but I decided to eat anyway, since I had more climbing ahead.
I checked into the Pine Valley Inn at 3 pm. Lucky I went there first – I got the last available room.
On the way back to my room, I met a backpacker. He had major equipment failures, so was looking for a way back to San Diego. He was also looking for Frosty’s, so I pointed him in the right direction.
When I got back to my room, I realized that the San Diego Bus might stop here, and take him right back. I turned around and caught up with him at Frosty’s, where he was buying dinner. I passed along the information, and also asked where he was staying. He said that he planned to check in to the Inn. Realizing that the Inn was probably full, I told him he could share my room if he wanted to. Same price for 1-2 people, so it would cost him nothing. He accepted. Hallelujah! A chance to return a portion of the kindness shown to me on the road.
I was able to hear some of his stories of the trail, such as how he likes to hike at night when it’s cooler, broke his headlight, and since he had misplaced his duct tape, fixed it with band aids. He carries a lot more water than me at times, depending on how far it is to the next water. He relies on an app to tell him this, but he dropped his phone down a ravine, and it partially broke. He also lost some of his gear due to a backpack malfunction – including critical items like sleeping pad and rain fly. It gets cold in the mountains.
I hadn’t eaten, so walked out. It had suddenly turned cold and foggy in those few minutes. I went to Calvin’s Family Restaurant and Sports Bar (Family side).
When I got back to the room, I found that Seamus was able to book an Uber back to San Diego for just $50. His phone was at 9%, and something was wrong with the charging, so he just barely was able to arrange it. His ride picked him up at about 8 pm. I recommended the Beach Bungalow Hostel to him in San Diego.