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"Going to the woods is going home, for I suppose we came from the woods originally." ~John Muir

Apple Tree Camp, Los Padres National Forest
26-27 May 06

Quick overnighter with my younger son to Apple Tree Camp up the ridgeline from Bottcher's Gap. Not as cool as Little Sur Camp - the trail was overgrown with Poison Oak so I had to carry him a few times and it's a dry camp - but it was still a pretty good trip. He had a field trip not long ago where they showed them some Sticky Monkey - kinda like honeysuckle - so of course we had to stop at almost every one for him to eat some.

I tried to set us up on the leeward side of the ridge, but he didn't like that site so we ended up on the windward side - and it was pretty windy. And the park keeper estimated a low of 60 F...except it was 38 F. No big deal - we were prepared. I set up the hammocks side-by-side without the tarp so we could check out the stars...so many, so bright.

On the drive down, we stopped by a gas station to get some sandwiches for dinner. We packed them up and hiked a little way in, then ate next to a little stream. Hrm...must have gotten a bad sandwich because I laid in my hammock, stomach gurgling and naseous, in a haze - barely conscious enough to know that I wasn't asleep. And somehow in that semi-slumber, I had a dream about an Italian guy sitting in a rocking chair giving me the secrets of life. Only he was speaking Italian...I could pick up a few words here and there, but somehow if I had been able to understand him I felt like I'd have all the answers. But no luck.

I woke up sometime after midnight and could only see a few patches of stars...the clouds were rolling in. So I set up the MacCat over us, then set up the JRB on the windward side as a big windblock. (I brought them both in case we had to hang separately.) About an hour later, the rain started. Just a light peaceful rain...started to lull me right back to sleep when he started complaining about his back hurting. He's outgrown the kids hammock, so he crawled into mine. Listening to the wind through the trees, the rain pattering on the tarp, and my little boy breathing on my chest- this is what it’s about. I finally got back to sleep around 3am.

Broke camp quickly in the morning so we could get moving - it was pretty chilly with the damp wind. We hiked a little further in, but my son was in a pretty bad mood...he was cold and grumpy. Duh - he always gets grumpy when he's hungry. So we pulled off the trail for some oatmeal. Warm breakfast made a huge difference for him and we were putting the trail behind us in no time. A little more hiking, then we turned around and went home. All in all, a great time in the woods.

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