PCT Day 29: One More Night

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 […]

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PCT Day 21: Almost There

Cold last night, I thought about pulling out the difficult-to-repack nanoblanket. But I saw the crack of dawn and waited, tossing and turning to try and get warm. So glad to see the sun. Squarepants and I dawdled in camp until Fish Nugget arrived. She seemed to be in better spirits today, thank goodness. The girls […]

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PCT Day 20: Trail Magic

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 […]

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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 15: Back in the Groove

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 […]

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PCT Day 10: Double Crossings

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 […]

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