Day 10 Jenn

I'm skipping days left and right- for the most part they are all the same. Although yesterday was better than the rest. We woke up early from a wonderful night of sleep at the Idyllwild Inn and caught a ride with trail angel Stacy to the Devil's Slide trailhead that would begin our ascent to Mt San Jacinto peak. Burning Daylight- a retired sheriff and delightful character- was with us the first few miles of our climb until we broke off on the summit alternate route and he stuck with the good old PCT. From that point on we had the mountain to ourselves. We went up and saw squirrels and trees and snow and a cabin with funny "emergency" things and notebooks with names and notes from years ago. There were 2 sets of bunk beds for sleepy travelers and names carved in old wooden beams. I was a little sad that we weren't sleeping there- but it was barely 11 am and I knew anywhere we slept would be just as good. We continued up to the very tippy top of the mountain and looked around at desert and mountains and wind turbines. All of which would be incorporating themselves into our reality very soon. From the tippy top we started down and down and down, stopping for a coffee break after seeing a hand written note left for some other people who weren't us letting them know that coffee time was only until 10:15. I don't know who it was left for or what it meant, but there were nice little waterfalls from the snow runoff that looked like perfect coffee water. So we filtered and boiled and stirred and ate and enjoyed our first afternoon trail coffee. We were still alone. It was great. We kept on keeping on for miles and miles, taking breaks and pictures throughout the day. I had been slacking on pictures, and then Matt reminded me that we are having this adventure right now and it must be chronicled, because memories fade. "I want to live this adventure forever" we both silently decided at that moment. Miles and miles kept coming at us until we decided on a camp spot overlooking the desert. Unfortunately there was no escaping the wind, but even with its ferocity it was lovely in its warmth, and we sat on rocks and said I love you and looked for stars. The end.