PCT Day 58: It’s the altitude

Sunday, 2 September 2018

Five Lakes Creek & Tentsite (1516.8) – Lake Richardson (1534): 17.2 miles / 566 total miles hiked

Although the temperature was around freezing, it didn’t feel as bad as it did in Oregon. There’s some benefit to the dryness out here. I woke up several times during the night, and finally forced myself out of my cocoon around 5 am because my bladder was just too insistent.

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PCT Day 56: Migraine

Friday, 31 August 2018

Donner Summit (1499.2): 0 miles / 531.2 total miles walked

I’ll be brief….I woke up with a migraine, which pretty much stopped me from hiking today.

Thankfully the Ski resort rents bunk beds, which is where I spent most of the day.

By evening I was feeling okay again, so we’ll be hiking out tomorrow.

Keeping you posted…

PCT Day 51: Bailout

Sunday, 26 August 2018

Breitenbush Lake Camp (613.2) – Salem, OR: 0 miles / 527 total miles walked

I hardly slept all night. Partly because it was freezing cold, although my quilt is deliciously cozy, and partly because my whole left leg hurt, from my hip down to my ankle. The moon was also very bright again.

By the time 5:30 rolled around I was awake and unless I snuggled way down in my quilt, I was shivering.

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PCT Day 50: Olallie Olé

Saturday, 25 August 2018

Dirt Road (591.3) – Breitenbush Lake Camp (613.2): 21.9 miles / 527 total miles walked

It was still pretty cold in the morning, but the sun coming up gave the whole day a totally different tone. It’s so much easier to brave the cold in sunshine than in clouds. So we packed up and headed out. It also helped that we had decided to sleep in until 6 am.

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PCT Day 49: Dirt roads

Friday, 24 August 2018

Timothy Lake (574.8) – Dirt Road (591.3): 16.5 miles / 505.1 total miles walked

How is it that one day you feel invincible and strong and badass and the next day you feel like poop, sluggish, slow and totally inadequate? I guess the trail has this way of bringing me back down a notch and showing me that I’m just a tiny creature, ambling about in this vast open space.

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