Day 3, 4 & 5

Mount Laguna has been an experience. Late in the evening of day two Red Beard, Bhikkhu and I arrived at the Tiny House Block just as the leading edge of this storm started to rush over the mountain. It was cold and dark, but fortunately for us it was not yet wet.

The hostel we had booked earlier was hopping with both helpful hikers and their bizzaro cousins. A movie was playing and there were guests hanging out sipping beers. Regardless, we ate, got our remaining damp gear hanging and hit...