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Started the trail around 6pm after work and the hour drive. Found one of the trailheads and got on the move as the sun was waining, and I dont hike in the dark. As fate would have it 2 miles in I zigged when I should have zagged. I had bought little water with me as I thought I would be on the creek trail. Up to the top of the ridge I went. At 1200' I stopped to find a small clearing for camp. The ground was so soft. And follage was so alife and green. I knew that I took a wrong turn but the missed turn was a wonder in itself. By myself in this surround was just so peaseful. I'll worry about water tomorrow. After I ate and read a little bit, I headed to bed.
I woke the next morning to a blue sky. I ate and made my morning coffee with the last of my water. I figued I would still find some water along the trail. So up the trail I headed. When I say up, I meen up.
I stopped to get a picture of my mug next to a tree.
Around 4 miles I came across a clearing, This gave me hope for a small stream. There was no water to be found. Though my binoculars I could see were I was supposed to be (1600 feet below me). And yes there was water there.
Finding more and more beauty with every step. I was on a wonderful trail, not another soul around. Just how I love to travel.
I felt my feet and legs start to go down hill. I felt kinda sad that I was moving off the ridge. But at the same time I knew that water would be found. Its been a hard 10-12 mile hike but I found the water!
This was the next bend in the trail right after I got water. There was a sign there. I was one mile from the car. So much for spending another night. I was very disapointed as I could spend a week out there on those trails.
Next time I will head south along the lower trail. There are so many unmarked trails leading off the main ones. Those are for anther time.