Icky came over to chit-chat at camp last night. Talkative and entertaining, she didn’t ask me a single question. I find that so odd. Like, how can you have a conversation with another human being and not ask them anything? Am I that boring? I got up and headed out onto the trail ahead of […]Read more "PCT Day 19: Trail People"
Last night the wind blew noisy and cool. It felt like fall. I hesitated to get out of bed this morning for the first time ever on this trip. But, the trail won’t hike itself, I thought, and so I go on. I woke up pretty early at 6:30. Not surprising, as I’d been in […]Read more "PCT Day 17: Whatever You Give"
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"
Waking up after a restful night in a real bed, I went downstairs to the restaurant for toast and coffee. Tables filled up around me. People gathered on the porch, waiting for a chance to sit. A big hiker table formed in the corner, so I moved over to free up space for another family. There I met […]Read more "PCT Day 15: Back in the Groove"
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"
Awake at the usual time, I got to work, organizing my things for the day: clothes, food, toothbrush, shoes. I did as much as I could, sitting on my tush in the tent to save my feet like the girls did. For once, I actually beat them getting ready. Today we’d be doing 11 miles to Sonora Pass, […]Read more "PCT Day 13: Views Across Forever"
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"
Awake in the dark, I threw off the nanoblanket after a rush of heat. My body felt achy almost everywhere. I could not get comfy. My tent had been sandwiched into an awkward, sloping spot with lumps underneath. Much as I love the Zrest, it did not provide enough padding. I debated the middle-of-night-pee, finally […]Read more "PCT Day 10: Double Crossings"
Wow, nine days already. Where had the time gone? This morning I talked to a Euro PCT hiker camped nearby, a nice, quiet guy. He said he did 24 miles yesterday and was doing 20 today, holy shit. I said 10 was a big day for me. He told me that there’d been a deer […]Read more "PCT Day 9: Four Days from Anywhere"