1416 to 1433 (Screwdriver Creek)
Entering Burney Falls State Park, I didn't know what to expect. I'd been passing through the hot and dry country of the Hat Creek Rim, so the idea of a falls seemed far fetched. Would there even be any water flowing?
When I got to the park, I turned off the PCT onto the Headwaters Trail. At the bridge, the steambed lay completely dry. Around the bend, there were a few pools, but no flow.
|Yellows of the maples.|
Then I was on my way to start Section O, which I decided would be my last section of the PCT that I would do this year. It was the start of the end. But I didn't dwell on that. Better to be in denial. Better to be in the moment.