With less than 6 miles to hike, today would be a nero in Etna. Butterfingers was up and out of camp before I had left my sleeping bag. Today was her Day 100, so we planned on celebrating in Etna with a large milkshake. That was what our minds zoned in on when town was in sight since the past week has been very warm, reaching well past 90 degrees each day.
Food, milkshake, find a motel, food, resupply packages, food at farmers market, milkshake, laundry, food. That is just about how Etna went. A very friendly town as advertised by all PCT handbooks, the farmers market had the sweetest... juiciest peaches I've ever had. The strawberries were nothing short of heaven and I ate two baskets of them.
There were quite a few hikers hanging out at the farmers market and as the vendors and live music wrapped up, we all parted and went back to our shelters. Butterfingers and I had a room at the Etna Motel. Fairly disappointed by the amenities, we wish we'd stayed at the hostel. But you live and you learn, and it work out some of the times (right Butterfingers?).