Snow in the desert
After a surprise storm blew in on Friday, I woke up to find the Tehachapi mountains to the north of us covered in a blanket of snow. It's quite ironic that this section of the trail, which is notorious for being horrendously hot, was instead incredibly cold for me--and even more so that we would get a storm like this at the very end of April, almost the first of May, during a winter when we've had so little rain. To add to the challenge, the wind was blowing fiercely throughout the day--a steady 50 mph gale--so riding was very cold and difficult. But Shyla and I still managed to put in 28 miles, and we ended the day at the point where the PCT crossed Highway 58 at Cameron Rd.