PCT Day 26: Mile 2198.4-2229.4, personal mileage 377.4-408.4
It rained on and off all night and into the morning, and I waited as long as I could in bed for a break before giving in and packing up as quickly as I could in the cold and wet. I had gone to bed hungry last night after eating almost all my extra snacks, and I was starving as I shoved bars into my mouth and hiked up the first steep hill if the day. What is it about the rain that just saps my will to move?
At the first water source, Oreo was insisting that she saw a pair of loose horses in the forest. Sunshine had his doubts, but the thought of feral horses wandering the dense jungle of southern Washington delighted me.
We climbed up, then down, then up again, up and down and through wet brush that poured water over my legs and soaked my socks with every touch.
In the afternoon I found Sunshine sitting on a log by the trail for lunch, and a hint of sunlight was peaking through the trees for the first time all day. We were only 7 miles from camp, and I was wiped.
"So, if we hike another 12.4 miles, we can hitch into Trout Lake tonight," suggested Sunshine as Oreo and I crammed food into our mouths. Oreo wasn't in the mood, but I perked up at the idea. We had planned to push to White's Pass, but at 2.5 days in I was almost out of everything but dinners already. But I my feet were aching, and I had been powering down for the night already. I'd never hiked 31 miles before, did I have that in me?
"The cafe has huckleberry cinnamon rolls. Bookworm, you in?"
Fuck it, let's do this.
We raced down the hill and up the next one, Sunshine disappearing in a cloud of dust. Four hours later, we limped into the parking lot, exhausted and just in time for a ride into town. .
Location: homelands of the Yakama people