PCT DAY 40 | 36 Miles | We slept hard that night next to the cold rushing river. When I woke I felt renewed, like new life was flowing through me. We rose to the golden Sierra light sleeping through the trees, not yet touching the ground in the early morning. The miles barrelled past that day short and sharp falling away behind us as we turned the earth beneath our feet. The river crossings that had loomed in the corners of my mind as something to fear were not much at all, just water and earth and movement - easy to navigate even with numb feet. It seemed that the fear was something I could let go of - something I no longer needed to carry with me and I breathed that out feeling lighter for it. Now all that teetered on the edge of my mind casting a shadow was my ass injury and the fact that when it cracked open again and again and again I had to walk like I had shit my pants (which actually comes naturally to me obvs) When the afternoon softened and the air cooled and forest turned from bright and stark to soft and sleepy still we walked on and when the sun traded spaces with the moon and the birds went silent and the world grew dark we walked into the shadows with it - just the lights of our headlamps to illuminate the edges in the darkness. We made camp in a clearing under great towering pines and the stars were high crisp and clear above us - twinkling like city lights from a distance. At last sleep came and we gave in to it.
DAY 3 - July 27, 2018 - Day 3 was supposed to be our big “hike to Mt. Whitney day”. I woke up, packed my daypack, got dressed in pants and warmer clothes in preparation for the colder weather, and texted my husband on my Garmin inReach to get a weather report for Mt. Whitney. There had been bad “monsoon-type” weather for several days and it wasn’t supposed to break until the following day. He noted that the weather report said it was already raining and would continue until about 11am when more severe thunderstorms were set to roll in. We made the difficult decision to abandon the hike and continue on to the JMT. We didn’t have an extra day to to spare so we just kept going. The upside was, after leaving Crabtree Meadow, we were now officially on the JMT. Our goal was to get as close to the base of Forrester Pass so we could crossover the following day. We had many miles of uphill which made for a not so pleasant day. We also crossed Wright Creek. Carter liked to get creative and find alternate ways to cross the bigger creeks so we didn’t have to put on our water shoes. I followed his lead and slipped and fell - luckily landing on a big boulder on my pack and only dipping part of my foot and hip in the water. We stopped at the creek to eat some lunch and made our first hot lunch of the trip: Ramen! We finally made it to our campsite (12,000 ft elevation) about 6:45pm. A thunderstorm off to the east threatened us the last few miles, but never rained on us. We set up our tents in a very rocky area and had a marmot keeping us company during our stay. We were surrounded by peaks/rocks on all sides with Forrester Pass off in the distance. It felt like an alien planet to us and is still one of my favorite campsites of the entire trip. #jmt#jmt2018#thruhike#NOBO
Oh, the illusive Mount Rainer! This glimpse of the 14,400-foot behemoth from the Goat Rocks Wilderness has been our only sighting of the peak because of the smoke that now hangs thick in the air. We are currently RIGHT under the mountain in Mt. Rainer National Park, but with visibility at only a few hundred yards, Rainer is evading us. .
I noticed last year during the fires that raged through California that smoke has a strong physiological effect on my mood. It’s happening now, too. I’m feeling pretty down. This hike is starting to feel like I’m walking through a gourmet buffet but only allowed to eat the mixed nuts at the bar. .
I’ve been thinking about what I would say to the girls I’m fundraising for if they were in my shoes. There is a lot I could say about committing to a goal and sticking with it even when times are hard. But there also comes a time when you might need to give yourself permission to say “no” to something you previously said “yes” to because it's not physically or mentally healthy or serving you anymore.
In this case, breathing in smoke, missing out on the true beauty of my surroundings in the haze, and not being able to hike into Canada due to fire...these feel like aspects of my current experience that aren’t serving me. However, this isn’t just about me. I know that if I quit now, I would feel immense regret that I didn’t try with 100% effort to hike as much of the PCT as I can despite the fires...because every mile I hike supports underprivileged girls to get outside. So, I’m getting myself an N95 mask and I’m going to keep on truckin.’ This one’s for the girls. .
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📷 by @walter.world.wild .
DAY 2 - July 26, 2018 - On our second day, we slept in a little since we only had a just under 8 miles planned to get to Crabtree Meadow. We reached the top of Guyot Pass about 12:45pm and our lunch break at the top was cut short with the threat of rain. We put on our rain gear and began to descend. It quickly got too hot and we took off our rain jackets. Soon enough though it started pouring and hailing on us. We tried to wait it out under a tree, but decided to forge on ahead, and we walked in the rain for a couple of hours. We had a water crossing towards the end of the day, and I’m guessing with all the rain, the rocks used to cross were mostly covered with water. Carter found a log to cross, but I opted to try the rocks with my waterproof hiking shoes. My shoes got soaking wet and I spent the last mile walking in wet shoes/socks…Ugh! We finally made it to our campsite at 4:45pm. Luckily by then the sun was out and we were able to lay out tents out dry from the previous night (a lot of condensation on our tents overnight left the rain flies soaking wet). We had dinner and then went to bed. #jmt#jmt2018#thruhike#NOBO
When glaciers break off into water it is called calving, what is it called when a snowfield breaks off?!! Help me out! 😜 Fawning? I thought about sliding down this snowfield into the lake, but wiser heads prevailed.
While waiting for the smoke to clear, I’ve started my next project. Based on my experience thru hiking the #oregoncoasttrail I’m creating a PDF file that is a complete guide for hiking the trail. It will be easy to print and carry with maps and/or downloaded to your phone for easy access. I found that the resources I had access to were either incomplete or cumbersome. Here’s the data that I plan to include: over 400 waypoints that can be downloaded to your GPS unit, trail directions for the questionable sections, details about when roads are safe/not safe to walk on, bus schedules, tide tables, campsites/campgrounds, some lodging info, resupply options, post office location/hours, sand descriptions to know how to gauge pace, water crossings, bathrooms, water sources, charging stations/electrical outlets, hiker/biker campground details and how to travel/to from the north/south terminus. Am I missing anything? I plan to format similar to how the Halfmile PCT notes are written as I found his resource incredibly useful. Thoughts? #oregoncoast#oregonexplored#oct2018#beachhiking#guidebook#thruhiker#hikertrash#ultralightbackpacking#hikingadventures#peoplewhohike#womenwhohike#peoplewhoadventure#seekthetrails#trailseeker#backcountryfoodie
A lot of people I see on trail or know in ‘real life’ ask me how I plan food so I’m eating things that taste good, are good for me, and a good calories-to-weight ratio. Here’s a small insight into what a 3 day resupply looks like for me on the SHT. I base the majority of my calories off @drterrywahls protocol which is a lot of nutrition-y things rolled into one. I don’t like to evangelize about a certain way of eating but this is what works for me: most calories from good fats and nuts (ghee, coconut cream powder, nuts), meat that’s high in omega 3’s and either wild caught (fish) or 100% grass-fed/sustainably raised red meat, lots of freeze-dried veggies added to gluten-free meals, seaweed, soy sauce, and a couple of bars for quick mornings or emergency snacks. I have a few extra treats in here because @lxndrnlsn just did trail magic for my Two Harbors resupply. If you have any questions on what things are, ask me in the comments! The places/brands I buy my food from are tagged in the photo (I am not sponsored by anyone this is my personal preference)
P.S. I can’t find their instagram account but North Bay Trading Co is where I get all my freeze dried food.
The PCT is finally over after 111 days of hiking from mexicain border to my homeland Canada. What a great journey through the warm desert, snowy mountain and the forest in fire 🏜🏔🔥 •
2630 miles/4232km (PCT - fire closure + side trip)
It was a pleasure to crush those miles with all of you guys : @kevin.j.pearson @kitseromer @fakeoshear @anthonyottati @vitsenyl @donde_trock @timvelden93 @ribot_orbit @zachswalkabout @jcunniff31 and many other, take care!
Couscous (may 2 to august 20)
I first ran into @3mph_adventures a few weeks into my CT hike, and we ended up hiking quite a bit together in the San Juans and ultimately finishing the trail with a group of 5 or 6. Just because I hiked the trail solo definitely didn't mean I hiked the whole thing alone. Backpackers are one of the most supportive groups of people I know, and the trail community on the CT in 2017 was no exception. #coloradotrail#thruhiker#coloradohiking#sanjuanmountains#wilderness#coloradomountains
When you’re not clever enough to catch the foreshadowing of a section with places called ‘[blood]Sucker River’ and just have to deal with getting eaten alive for 20 miles a day 🤦♀️ If this is the yin then the yang of the rest of the SHT will be SO AWESOME! ☯️
And honestly, with the news that the #pct2018 hikers just got, it is enough to be grateful for that this trail isn’t on fire.
We are now knee-deep into the White Mountains. Scrambled over the top of North and South Kinsman-two 4,000+-foot summits-as part of a 16-mile slackpack. It took us 11 hours to get the job done, and we will not make the mistake of pushing that kind of mileage in the Whites again (I don't recommend it). On the plus side, the feat bought us an ultra rare 'double zero' with storms barreling toward us on Wednesday. Rest, recuperate, resupply, slam down the calories, catch a flick, laundry, and, whatever else needs doing in the next couple days.
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"She's not happy in her marriage. Not unhappy exactly, but not happy. He doesn't want kids, so that's nothing to look forward to. Her life is chock-full of quiet tedium. Suddenly, she falls in love. And sure, there's the excitement of being with her lover, but there's also the excitement of not being with him. Of waiting and going on with her ordinary life. And all that dullness now becomes part of the drama. Because that's her cover story. All the dreary anguish and monotony that fills ninety-eight percent of her life is electrified with meaning, since it now serves as the perfect camouflage to hide the two percent of passion. And, yes, she felt guilt and, yes, she felt shame. But those are powerful emotions too, and were all part of the glorious transformation of a featureless bland life into an adventure." Author: Phoef Sutton
عدت الى الجبال لمشي الجزء الاخير من المسار. كل عام وانتم بخير بمناسبة عيد الاضحى، في يوم عيد الاضحى اكمل خمس شهور من المشي. ممتن لكل شيء اعطاني اياه هذا المسار وهذه التجربة. مشاعري هذه الايام جداً متداخلة، فرح، حزن، فخر، غضب، قبول. لكن لو طلب احد مني وصف مشاعري عبر كلمة واحدة اقدر اقول اني احس بالإمتنان.
Back on the PCT. Can't believe that this is my final section! Tomorrow is my 5 months anniversary on the trail. Since my long journey is coming to an end in less than a week, I have a lot of mixed emotions: happiness, sadness, proudness, anger. But if you ask me to sum up my emotions in one word I would go with gratitude. I'm very grateful for everything that the PCT given me.