Zero day in Kennedy Meadows today!
Last night was a little bit interesting. Right as we were getting in our sleeping bags preparing to cowboy camp, one of the guys who has been working at the store grill (Climber) told us that we needed to move because we were actually on Tom's neighbors land and the neighbor isn't all that friendly to thru-hikers. He told us he was sorry to make us move, but it was probably going to be better than waking up with a gun in our face. We agreed and gladly moved.
Other than what happened last night it was a rather regular day filled with laundry, sitting on the porch, eating, drinking, and hanging out with other hikers.
Only a few new hikers made it in today, including Ethan, who I haven't seen since Warner Springs at mile 110. I talked with him and a couple of the other guys he was hiking with including Glide, Turbo, and Mr Furious. It was good to catch up with them before they headed out for Lone Pine.
Glide was by far the most interesting of the bunch. Part of that may have had to do with the fact that he drank about 6 beers while on the porch. One of his comments was regarding Pinyon Pines which he said reminded him of juniper. Everyone at the table kind of looked at each other with quizzical looks because they really are not that similar at all. He also thought that the human heart weighed one ounce. Very interesting fellow.
The rest of the day was spent napping, eating dinner at the store, and then heading back to Tom's place where Colin, Gangsta Rap, 12 Ounce, and myself had secured beds in some of the many trailers scattered across the property. Apparently some of the trailers he bought, while others were basically given to him. As one of the donation boxes says, "Kennedy Meadows: where hiker trash meets trailer trash." Couldn't have said it better myself.
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