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.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Sam & Rachel; trail angels extrordinaire

Day 101, Mile 1756ish---As you can read i am still alive. Soon after dark the girls came up the road. We ended up deciding to camp back near the Pilot Rock trailhead despite the possible late night return of Jesse. After hauling the cooler and all our stuff down to a meadow, only to decide it was too rocky, we finally set up camp about 100ft from the cars in the woods next to the trail. These girls Sam and Rachel were amazing. They brought sandwiches, chips and salsa, plenty of beer, and even ice cream. Not just any ice cream, banana and ginger, the two flavors me and Icebag had mentioned when talking with them earlier. Both Icebag and i were not sure what we did to deserve all of this. After dinner and dessert by candle lantern light we talked a while and then Rachel got out her guitar. It was late and as she played Sam and Icebag fell asleep. She was very good, and i was trying very hard to stay awake, but it was so relaxing. She started singing a bit, and in a jewel-esque timbre sung "close yourr sleeepy eyes", that was all it took, i was down for the count. In the morning they had blueberries and bananas for us. It was just incredible. We packed up and headed to the car. Jesse had arrived sometime in the night; his car was tarped and suitcases, coolers, and car seats were spread out on the road. He came around the corner dragging a tree branch. All cleaned up and seemingly sober he was a lot more benign this morning. Kind of made me feel dumb for ever worrying in the first place. He told his story to the girls and Rachel said she thought she knew where his key was. She offered to run down the trail and retrieve it and then they would give him a jump. We said our goodbyes before she left and headed for the trail. But not before Jesse insisted we take 2 Redbulls each for the "road". That rounded out my breakfast of 1 bottle of Blue moon, 1 Redbull, 3 handfuls of blueberries and 2 odwalla bars. Anyway, today was fairly easy walking, even with a late start we made 20 by 4:15ish. Stopped in at Hyatt Lake resort and split a pizza and breadsticks. It was good, problem is i still have yet to put a dent in the ration for this leg, and i don't like carrying the extra weight. I might try to cook a dinner for lunch tomorrow, that might help. Hoping to do over 30 tomorrow, we shall see. Thought of the day; Oregon is awesome. Song of the day; go to youtube and search "french idol beatbox" or "french beatbox", that's what was in my head for the last half of the day. Craving of the day; better jerky than i have and a cold Gatorade.

Post Script; Sam or Rachel if you are reading this it would be great if you could e-mail Icebag with your contact info and thanks again.

JWC on the PCT

1 comment:

AUNT JANIE said...

Jesse, sounds like a phenomenal day and one you'll long remember. Having random encounters with good people is one of life's better experiences.