My last morning in the tent, I felt a tinge of sadness. It had been such an incredible journey through so many beautiful places, I was a little sorry to see it end. But I also looked forward reconnecting with family, friends and food again. I slept okay the night before, not bad for being on […]Read more "PCT Day 30: Triumph"
Last night, a section hiker named Nobody joined us at camp. Nice guy, very conversational, he asked lots questions as we were all lying in our tents. He got the girls talking about SpongeBob, movies, ghost stories and their trip. He even asked me about Puerto Rico. Though it was great to meet someone on […]Read more "PCT Day 29: One More Night"
Last night some super chatty guys camped next door, definitely PCTers. They talked late into the evening. Other hikers, whom they hadn’t seen for a while would drop in, talk for a bit, then set up camp. It was like a slumber party over there. One of them came over this morning looking for condiments, […]Read more "PCT Day 27: Ants"
I woke up early, gathered our heinous hiker clothes and headed to the laundromat. Yelp reviews did not disappoint. Machines and soap dispensers worked, and best of all, there was wifi. I had a lovely time catching up on financial news. Returning with folded laundry, I picked up the girls and took them to the post office […]Read more "PCT Day 23: Zero in Tahoe"
Today I was so excited to get to South Lake Tahoe, I don’t even remember how uncomfortably I probably slept. A shower, laundry, food, beer and actual furniture to sit on were all that occupied my mind, and seeing The Hubby, too! We left at a decent hour, going mostly downhill all the way to […]Read more "PCT Day 22: Nero in Tahoe"
I woke up late, not sure why. The girls got going first, and I was out by 9:50 AM. I felt pretty good today, like this might be the day my hiker feet and legs finally kicked in. One could only hope. The trail started uphill, with a lot of windy ridge walking. There were tons of […]Read more "PCT Day 20: Trail Magic"
The girls packed up in record time this morning. Out of food and obsessing about their next in-town meal, hunger propelled them toward an uncharacteristic early start. I gave them my last breakfast bar and invited them to join me at Kennedy Meadows that night for dinner. I even offered to pay for their campsite if […]Read more "PCT Day 14: My Perfect Day at Kennedy Meadows"
The sun warmed my skin in the frigid morning air. Sitting on a granite rock, watching the gentle waters of Lyell Creek roll by, I polished off my granola baggie breakfast. So happy to have this long-handled titanium spoon. It made eating out of Ziplocs a whole lot less messy. Returning to camp, the Germans had […]Read more "PCT Day 5: The Journey is the Reward"
Today we had our last breakfast in Mammoth Lakes with The Hubby—Fish Nugget, Squarepants and me. Fish Nugget is Wildchild’s trail name, so that’s what I’ll use going forward. Squarepants is her friend who started the Pacific Crest Trail with her back on April 30, the one she lost touch with after Lake Isabella. Meeting Squarepants […]Read more "PCT Day 1: A Weekend Holiday Zoo"