In 2012, in between the 2 water sources during the 20 mile water carry, I got heat exhaustion. I threw up everything I had inside. It was over 100⁰... After waiting out the heat of the day and trying to ration my water and re-hydrate simultaneously, I left the spot where I got sick with only 1 liter of water and 10 miles to go. Not a good ratio. Generally, you want 1 liter per 5 miles. When it's that hot, I try for a liter every 4. So I knew it was going to be a battle.
Immediately leaving the break spot, the trail heads up hill for a pretty good clip. Pretty steep and some exposed climbing, then mellows out a bit, and winds through some beautiful oak and pine filled mountain-sides. I made it about 6 miles before running out of water completely. At this time it was nearly 9pm and the fella I was hiking with was down to his final half liter as well so we decided to dry camp and finish the 4 miles in the morning. I was struggling. I was thirsty. I was letting my mind get the better of me. I remember my mind playing tricks with me making me think I was thirstier than I really was. I couldn't sleep. Finally, around 2:30 or 3am, I decided that we should just push now, in the very early morning and get to the water. Of course the next 2 miles were straight up and it started messing with my head again pretty bad. I was dry heaving thinking about how thirsty I was. After a little tough-love from my hiking, buddy, I was able to somehow snap out of it and then just push to the water like, no problem. We arrived around 5am and I couldn't have been more happy in life. I think I drank two and a half liters right then, and then we laid out our sleeping pads and got the rest we really needed, I think staying there until around noon. It was humbling. It was scary. It pushed my limits and taught me a little about myself, pushing the line, and taking care of my body.
These days, I have hiked about 2500 miles through the desert in my career. I know my body better, know my needs and methods for the variable elements, such as temps, climbs, and how my body responds to exposure. Nowadays, I carry a sun umbrella. So on those hot, exposed moments, without much wind, I can walk in shade, and limit how over-heated my core temprature can become with direct sun exposure. When my core temp rises, my productivity plummets. My thirst spikes and I sweat BAD. My whole life I have been an excessive sweater. Which means being aware and replacing lost salts with electrolytes. Cameling up when at water sources is key as well, by drinking almost more than you can handle.
Today, I tackled the same section that gave me so much problems back in 2012. Much cooler temps, by almost 25⁰ cooler, made for a much more enjoyable experience. I took plenty of water from the first spring and camped 16 miles from the second water source last night. Just about a half hour before camp I witnessed a mountain lion on the trail about thirty yards in front of me going northbound, before it dipped off the trail, west side and went into a brushy ravine. It never once looked at me, just trotted beautifuly up the trail for 20 yards before disappearing. It was very awesome to see. Majestic. On the trail by 6 am, I made it to the next water source by 2:30pm and had a liter to spare. Much more manageable and a much more pleasant experience this time around. Also, I crossed over the 600 mile mark. Not a bad Tuesday.
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