Yesturday through today i was tackling my biggest hiking venture yet: a climb up the 5,400 foot peak of Palomar mountain, total elevation gain of around 4,600. I've done 2,000 before, but this was waaaaaay harder than even doing two 2000 ft peaks in the same day. Mostly because I've never tried hiking with a tank on my back/ a full backpacker's backpack. The plan was to stay on top of the mountain for a good 3~4 days, including the days used to get up and down. Thus, I packed enough food and gear for that length of a trip, which unfortunately came to around 40 pounds for me.
So the trip started bright and early at 5:30a.m. I threw on my gear and my pack, and walked a mile to the bus station to be taken to the trail. Once i arrived, i had to walk another mile to find the actual location of the road/trail. Not that the surrounding peaks weren't foreboding enough, but looking up at the climb that laid before me, I had to ask "WTH did I get myself into this time!?"
The furthest peak is Palomar. Pictures do absolutely no justice to how tall and far it was from that point, lol. Also notice the orange trees at the bottom. The whole area is nothing but orange groves, and I had an ungodly fill of them > : ). Plump, juicy, sweet, oranges.