PCT Post Mortem

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 […]

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PCT Day 16: A Day in the Life

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 […]

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PCT Day 12: Milestones

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 […]

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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 3: Breaking Dawn

I awoke the next morning, the sun on my tent, alive. Thank God. After yesterday’s horror, I resolved to reward myself with a leisurely morning. But one thing was certain–no way I could hike another big day today, no matter what the girls decided to do. Fish Nugget would probably stick by me given that The Hubby […]

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