Day 0 : Mile 0 : San Diego

Yesterday I packed up my room and drove the last bit of stuff down to Carmel.  I managed to fill some nooks and cranies in my moms garage. I noticed we have some baby avocados on our newest tree:

This morning David drove me at 5:30 to the monterey airbus. We almost missed it of course because my mom's clock was 10 minutes slow.

After one last solid experience of bay area traffic, I was at SFO. I checked my bag because I have super long trekking poles and my knife. Of course Virgin lost my bag in San Diego, so I had to wait around at the airport for them to find it....not that I have much else to do today.

In the span of 2 hours in san diego, I met two pct hikers. The first, Sara, was in the seat in front of me on my flight from sfo. She is also starting tomorrow morning.

Nightshift I met at the santa fe train station. He is on mile 400 and something, at the andersons, which he highly recommended. 

Here is my gear last night:

Some categories I might occasionaly record over the course of my hike:

Food: eh, i'm not really that hungry yet...i'm stuffing myself with a burrito right now as a preemptive strike. 

Song: radio kalingrad, handsome furs