Mile 265.74 to 268

Today we went into Big Bear Lake to resupply. We walked the .3 miles to the road and tried to hitchunsuccessfully for about 40 minutes until a nice dude in a huge truck pulled over and gave us a ride. It was his first time picking up PCT hikers.

We split into two groups. Carla and I went to Vons to resupply, which was a mistake because we hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. The result was we bought way too much food. There is absolutely no reason that I needed 30 ounces of dried cranberries, but I bought them. Carla bought 40 ounces of Skittles. Lol WTF.

We stuffed our food into our backpacks and walked to the Grizzly Manor Cafe, which is a local favorite. One patron had been going there for 25 years. Little did we know that they are famous for rediculously large pancakes, like bigger than the plate pancakes.

We both ordered the polar bear, which is 3 pieces of bacon, 3 eggs, hash browns, and two large as *uck blueberry pancakes. We spent an hour working on it, but stopped half a pancake short of finishing.

Next we caught up with B&V at Big Bear Hostel for some showers and laundry. Too full to eat lunch, we stayed there all day talking to Fun Dip and Viper and other hikers who came through. I got two spoons from the hiker box and a sponge to clean my rehydration container (aka a plastic Talent ice cream container).

Hiker boxes are kept at places hikers frequent so they can discard stuff they don’t want or need and other hikers can scavenge it if they so desire. If your not picky, you can probably get almost a full food resupply out of one.

Carla decorated her torn pack with colored tape and streamers, and I proposed the trail name Bedazzled, which she accepted. I have now officially named somone!

Unfortunately, at the hostel someone took Bedazzled’s socks from the dryer. Fun Dip thought she knew who it was so Bedazzled asked the owner for the person’s number so she could call and ask. While she was calling the person, the owner, nicknamed Sargent, came over and told us that the women with us had harassed him for a phone number and didn’t say enough “please” and “thank yous” to him so we all needed to get the *uck out. If yoi know Bedazzled, then you know she definitely didn’t do anything but ask him for the number politely so this dude’s attitude and reaction was very odd. We found out later that we had kicked other people out and had other odd and strange interactions with pepole staying at his hostel. He seems to be an emotionally unstable person with giant mood swings. Other hikers beware. There are plenty of other places in town that are cheaper if you split a room with few people.

We walked out of the shitty Big Bear Hostel to the corner and I threw out a thumb and Linda, a very nice lady who mountain bikes and has three kids, gave us a ride back to the trailhead. We walked 2 miles and camped out at a horse camp.