as i was driving home my daypack started making fun of me..told me that i was a lame hiker..no heart....so after a few seconds of thinking about it
i jumped on the freeway and ended up in icehouse parking lot...after a few breathing treatments to open up the lungs i took off...my goal was to walk till i couldnt hang anymore....my first time on this trail and i was looking forward to seeing what it brings...

i was not feeling good at all..my vision was messed up,everything was blurry and it was hard to keep my balance....but i kept going..i didnt see anyone at all..the sound of the stream was nice as i walked.

it was getting hot...thought go thru my head telling me i should be home resting...pain is weakness leaving the body so i hiked faster...

i like this trail...nice views..i was glad to reach the saddle...some hikers offered me a sandwich...also there is cell service so i checked my messages..it was about 11:20..took me two hours...lots of trails going all over...95% of me wanted to rest and go back down..the other 5% was begging me to go on.... i felt like a fat kid in a candy store




decided to take the cucamonga trail....good choice for me....i enjoyed walking that path...i made it about an hour or so from the saddle when i decided thats it...it was already almost 2 and i had to get back home.
i look forward to coming back up here and finishing...hiking when you are sick is pretty hardcore...


found a cool cave but didnt have the enegry to check it out....
one thing that i could have lived without was those annoying flies
that buzz in your eyes and ears all day..