Issue #2- October 2026 Eight miles west of the town of Chester, California, the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) crosses Highway 36. The morning before I crossed the highway, I was feeling very sick with cold-like symptoms. About a mile before reaching the highway, I had laid down in the shade of a giant oak tree near a brown meadow filled with cows. As I lay there, the cows paraded by, stopping every few steps to look at me. Cows look into your soul. They look at you like they know