We arrived in Warner Springs today at about 1:30 pm after a quick 16-mile morning down from the San Filipe Hills. The last six miles wound along a meandering creekbed surrounded by lush tall grasses full of wildflowers and gnarly, old oak trees. We have opted not to take a day off in town here, although a dip in the hot springs might be rejuvenating. Once we finish sorting through our re-supply box and the bounce bucket, we'll probably grab a burger or something -- did I mention yet that Eliza's solid six months of staunch vegetarianism ended gloriously the other night as we feasted over a sack of beef jerky in the rain? -- and then hit the trail so we're all set to go tomorrow.
The San Jacintos await to the north. There have been rumors floating about concerning the treacherous snowpack still accumulating up there, so we'll be carrying our ice axes from here through to Big Bear.
The sun is blazing now, but the breezes are brisk. We've got to get back to the Post Office before 4:00
California poppies on the way to Warner Springs
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