We had a nice time in Josh, climbing with about a dozen friends. But the middle day was unclimbable; scattered showers and gale force winds. And I mean gale force. We've got a Sierra Designs six person, family car camping tent. After all day in the winds, by evening the stress must have gotten to it. A main pole snapped! And I don't mean a wimpy little fiberglass pole, this was a half inch diameter metal pole. We had to bail to town, where we stayed with friends:


We climbed on the 30th, then drove to Lancaster. Since the temps were predicted to be (and were) ten degrees lower than they had been four days earlier, we opted to stay in that town and drive out twenty miles to the trail on New Year's eve. By the time we got going the temps had increased to 31 degrees:


A small pond near the start of the hike provided entertainment. Katie threw a rock to make the ice break. but it didn't break; instead it hit the pond and bounced! We kept throwing rocks and laughing, forgetting that our dogs are called retrievers for a reason:


Then over to Pine Canyon Road and into more of the Tejon Ranch stay-near-our-fence-hike-up-and-down nonsense. But the views were again, spectacular:




Then, down onto the flats and another half-mile to Highway 138:



Then a brief break at the highway with Vicki and then the not-as-pleasant hike across Antelope Valley started (this is on surface roads and on the banks of aqueducts):


Yes, this is the PCT, on the bank of the California aqueduct:



Tricia and Katie enjoy listening to country music. A popular song now is "Big Green Tractor:"

The "trail" then turns off from the California Aqueduct onto the Los Angeles Aqueduct (these cross by way of a pipe, which, later, becomes the trail):

More icy water, even in the early afternoon:


Then we met up with Vicki and hit the road. Part of the promise I made to my older daughter was that - in return for a good attitude on the whole trip - I'd get her home in time to spend New Year's eve with friends (and we did):

And that's the PCT part of my 50th birthday celebration: five days of hiking, just over 52 miles, now 521 continuous miles from the Mexican border, still having fun.