The Day After August 2, 2016 Waking up in a bed, flushing a toilet, taking a long, hot shower—ah, the accouterments of civilization. Everyone should spend time out in the wilderness to gain an appreciation for these magnificent luxuries we all take for granted. One thing I love about staying with our friends G-Man and Belle is […]Read more "PCT Post Mortem"
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"
Up early to beat the heat, the girls headed down the trail. Fish Nugget wasn’t doing so well in the 80-90 degree weather and hoped to avoid another all-day headache. I left soon after at 7:03 am, a new record for me. The cool morning air felt fantastic. Walking alongside beautiful Fontanillis Lake, I worked […]Read more "PCT Day 26: A Boring Day on the Trail"
A late start today, I was the last one out at 10:00 am. I walked beside Aloha Lake, marveling at the stillness of the water, feeling the heat of the sun. Today would be another scorcher for sure. Toward the end of the lake, I saw two little boys paddling around the many rock formations […]Read more "PCT Day 25: Heatwave"
We packed up fast, ready to get back on the trail. Fish Nugget and Squarepants wanted to go to the beach one more time, so I said I’d meet them at Sprouts. I walked over, got a coffee and settled into a nice, spacious corner with outlets where I could plug in the electronics. The Hubby […]Read more "PCT Day 24: If a Tree Falls in the Forest"
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"
I screamed at the top of my lungs but heard only silence. Ducky hiked away. I wanted to say goodbye, yet all I could manage was a breathy squeak, like Rose in the movie Titanic, when she tried to yell for rescue after bobbing around the freezing Atlantic all night. Where was my whistle? Powerless, I awoke […]Read more "PCT Day 16: A Day in the Life"
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"
I rolled out of the sleeping bag a little after seven, my usual wake up time. Packing up pretty quickly, or so I thought, the girls still beat me by 10 minutes. We were on the trail by 9:19 am. What took us so long to get out of camp every morning? I have no […]Read more "PCT Day 12: Milestones"
Last night I slept hot for once. Had summer finally arrived? I woke up in the morning at 7:15 and was out on the trail by 9:45. The girls woke up later and still left earlier, argh! My old-school tent was way too complicated compared to theirs. Today we enjoyed an easy, fairly level hike […]Read more "PCT Day 11: Tripping Through Yosemite"