Ridgecrest had been nice. Most everything we’d needed to buy had been there, and we’d stopped at a nearby brewery called Indian Wells.
Starting again at Walker Pass was hard. The trail angels had packed up and gone.
On the way out, we noticed a small monument, explaining the pass’s history.
We went up and down hills all day. Now, though, we were far enough north that we were entering and exiting desert as the altitude changed. It also gradually got less dry and more tree-covered throughout the day.
Having just been in town had some advantages. With access to a whole grocery store, I had many ingredients for my lunch.
After lunch, things started looking less like a desert in some directions.