PCT Day 8: Creatures of the Night

Tucked inside my sleeping bag last night, I heard the sounds of little critters rustling around outside. I pushed my earplugs further in, rolled over and fluffed my bag around me, pining for my mattress back home. I’d left nothing outside to be concerned about. Ignorance is bliss. “Something ate my shoelaces,” exclaimed Squarepants the next […]

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PCT Day 7: Surrender

Last night around ten or eleven, a noisy group of PCT hikers rolled in. They camped right next to me on the restoration habitat, talking and laughing while they set up. Really? In this giant campground with zillions of empty spaces a few steps back, you had to bring your party right to my door? […]

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