Day 107, Mile 1919ish---Last night when we got into camp there were a lot of notes from other hikers on the trailhead message board. Most of them mentioned an "alternate route that has more water and is shorter". We looked it up this morning in the guidebook and it is actually recommended over the original PCT route by the authors. So in keeping with the theme of this section we decided to take the alternate route. It was really flat and fairly boring, but there was more water, and it was shorter. We made it to Shelter Cove by 3:45ish. There we met another hiker who i have seen on and off since the desert sections. Her name was formerly Miss Potato Head, she is now known as Pothead. We all got our re-supply boxes, packed up and headed to Willamette Pass ski area. One of the guidebooks said pizza and beer could be had Fri-Sun, we were in luck. It also said that if one was so inclined you could take the tram to the top and meet the PCT about a mile later on a connecting trail. About 2 miles after that there was a ski hut you could spend the night in. So we decided to put them all together. We went and got the all you can eat pasta option and a to go box, a couple beers, and bought tram tickets. By 8 o'clock we were eating a pasta dinner and drinking bottled beer in this ski hut 75yds off trail. I do plan to get back to my old ways of hitting every single mile i can, but Oregon is fairly boring without some sort of extracurriculars. At times i feel guilty, at others i could care less. "Hike your own hike" is what it boils down to. I have to sleep now. Thought of the day; everybody in the world wants 2 things; to be comfortable, and to be loved. Song of the day; u lowwwwd sixteen tons and waaduhya get, another day older and deeeper in debt, saint peterrr dont youu caaall me cause i cant goooo, i ohhhhh my sohhhl to the company stowwww - some deep voiced guy with a mind that's weak, but a back that's strong and one fist of iron and the other is steel. Said aahyem soooweeeooohw! eeeohh anxious, love it when ur talkin dirty, meet me at 1130, said aahyem sooooweeeoohweeeohhh anxious - i have no clue. Craving of the day; fresh baked bread and some apples and cheese.
JWC on the PCT
Some thoughts before departure...
- I am still not a vet, doctor, lawyer, dog trainer, cia agent, fbi agent or a navy seal so...walk
- I am doing this for the challenge of course, and I hope to gain a confidence that comes with this type of endeavor. But also I hope to gain some new knowledge about the world and the truths that reside in it.
- Am I walking to "find myself"? Or just to take a walk. You decide...and you'll probably be right.
- I'm not in the best shape of my life, but I do have a lot of new great gear so....
- After living with my parents the last 2 years, it makes perfect sense to walk 2650 miles - alone.
- Yes there will be bears, cougars, rattlesnakes and scorpions both imagined and real along the way. I'm definitely more worried about those imagined.
- Am I scared? Not as of yet, more of just a constantly increasing anticipation. But check back with me on the 3rd night in the desert.
- I tried to keep my pack fairly light, but I definitely would not call it ultralight. Somehow when I added up all my ultralight gear and put it in my ultralight pack, I ended up with just slightly heavy.
- My biggest concern for this trip is that I get too hungry somewhere along the way, my brain goes awol as it usually does when I get hungry and subsequently you never hear from me again...I'll try to eat frequently.
- I am not Christopher McCandless. This is not Into the Wild.
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2 comments:
The Platters did it but maybe someone else, too:
16 TONS
Some people say man's made outta mud,
Well, a good man's made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood, and skin and bones,
And mind that's weak and the back that's strong.
You load 16 tons,
And what do you get?
Another day older,
And deeper in debt.
Saint Peter, don't you call me,
Cause I can't go,
I owe my soul to the company store...
P.S. Nearly always like your "thought of the day" but particularly liked this one! Keep thinking! :)
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