Guffy Campground to Wrightwood
I walked to where the trail met highway 2 again. Not a popular driving time at all. There were barely any cars going by. Finally two ladies in a little car pulled over. “You’re our first hitch hiker!” They told me. I got them to drop me next to the Mountain Hardware Store. Which is a hardware store, not the outdoor brand, Mountain Hardware. This is something I had wrong in my head. The hardware store is extremely hiker friendly. They have a book of hiker angels that will host hikers. Some of them even have cats.
I bought a pair of real sun gloves. (White – which might be the worst camping color ever). I couldn’t find a camp pot so I picked up a blue enamel cup to cook in. I will try to figure out some kind of lid. The store had a big hiker box so I had a good look through it. Apparently many people have decided to let their body hair grow freely at this point. The bottom of the box was a deadly layer of discarded razors. I stuck my finger right into them and lost a slice of skin. I found some donated wet wipes and bandaids to mop up the blood.