Oh, My Aching Feet

Dave, Elizabeth, Noah, Maxine, and I walked about 10 miles around San Francisco today, Saturday, July 26. I thought it was a good idea, seeing as how I’d spent most of the previous three days sitting in a van traveling down here from Edmonton.

The truth is, my feet were happier in the van.

Then again, compared to this guy I have nothing to complain about.

 Brian the hiker at Crater Lake. When I first saw him I thought he was Grizzly Adams, emerging from a lifetime of eating berries in the backwoods of Oregon. In fact, my asessement wasn't too far off base.


Brian the hiker at Crater Lake. When I first saw him I thought he was Grizzly Adams, emerging from a lifetime of eating berries in the backwoods of Oregon. In fact, my asessement wasn’t too far off base.

His name is Brian. He is 65 and lives in Austin, Texas. We met him on Friday, July 25, at Crater Lake National Park in Oregon. He’s walking the Pacific Coast Trail from Mexico to Canada, carrying his gear in 35-pound pack with a solar panel affixed to it, the better to power his smart phone.

 Elizabeth and Maxine make up an appreciative audience for Brian the hiker from Austin. Note the solar panel on the back of his backpack. My, how hiking has changed!


Elizabeth and Maxine make up an appreciative audience for Brian the hiker from Austin. Note the solar panel on the back of his backpack. My, how hiking has changed!

He was not complaining about his feet (or his back, for that matter). In fact, he was so upbeat and enthusiastic about his hiking adventure he was stopping people in the parking lot near the Merriam Point Lookout to rave about it.

 Merriam Lookout at Crater Lake National Park in Oregon.


Merriam Lookout at Crater Lake National Park in Oregon.

Also, he was promoting the movie “Wild,” based on Cheryl Strayed’s memoir about her hike along the trail.

“Reese Witherspoon bought the movie rights and the movie is coming out in the fall,” he informed us. “When that thing comes out, this place is going to be packed.”

Another view of the spectacular lake, the deepest in the US and the ninth deepest in the wrold.

Another view of the spectacular lake, the deepest in the US and the ninth deepest in the wrold.

In other words, he expects the Pacific Coast Trail to look the way the Embarcadero did today at around lunchtime; so crammed full of people that you couldn’t move without banging into somebody. It was a lot livelier than back in December, the week after Christmas, when we last visited San Francisco.

 Family portrait at Crater Lake. Why, you wonder, is the lake not in the picture? Because the sun was in the wrong place and you wouldn't have been able to see our beautiful faces if the lake was in the picture. You want to see the lake? Look at a different picture.


Family portrait at Crater Lake. Why, you wonder, is the lake not in the picture? Because the sun was in the wrong place and you wouldn’t have been able to see our beautiful faces if the lake was in the picture. You want to see the lake? Look at a different picture.

There’s a lot going on here this weekend. The San Francisco Marathon is tomorrow. I think all 26,000 of the competitors were at the Embarcadero. The San Francisco Giants are in the middle of a week-long home-stand, and judging from all the people we saw today wearing Giants gear, they have a lot of fans in town.

 We thought about walking down Lombard Street but approximately 14,000 other people had the same idea, so after we took this picture we took off and found a less-populated path back to the Mayflower Hotel


We thought about walking down Lombard Street but approximately 14,000 other people had the same idea, so after we took this picture we took off and found a less-populated path back to the Mayflower Hotel

Then there’s the World Transplant Congress, which is what brought Dave (and therefore us) to the city, along with something like 6499 other scientists and physicians, and 1,000 exhibitors.

I am especially curious about the exhibits. Will there be transplantable organs? Faces? Limbs? Too bad I can’t get in to see it. I’ll have to insist that Dave go and check it out.

 Today the NBA had a promotional event at Union Square, a few blocks from our hotel. If this hand print is accurate, my hand is almost as big as Chris Bosh's hand. That is a frightening thought.  Maybe when Dave goes to the World Transplant Congress I should ask him to look into hand transplants.


Today the NBA had a promotional event at Union Square, a few blocks from our hotel. If this hand print is accurate, my hand is almost as big as Chris Bosh’s hand. That is a frightening thought. Maybe when Dave goes to the World Transplant Congress I should ask him to look into hand transplants.

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