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.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Blowdown City

Day 141, Mile 2562---Sat on a saddle in the middle of the wilderness with friends and watched the sunrise over the mountains. Great way to start my day. That however, was about it for enjoyable things today. The rest of the day was filled with fighting my way through branches, stepping, climbing, and vaulting over fallen trees, and tripping. Lots and lots of tripping. My feet have started to mutiny at this point and i trip at least 10 times a day, sometimes to the point of falling on my face. After working our way through Blowdown City we arrived at the Swiattle River and the site of the infamous log crossing. It turned out to be nothing like we heard. The log was thin not wide, the water was 5ft below it not 8 and the crossing was not certain death if you fell in. Nonetheless it was challenging because although certain death was not foreseeable, you still wouldn't have a very good day if you did in fact take the plunge. We did one last 2000ft+ climb following the river crossing and then a descent to Hemlock Camp where we are presently. If it's labeled as a camp in both guidebooks you can assume there will be mice, and there are. It's just lovely. I hung my pack on a tree so hopefully they won't keep me up all night scurrying around it. Early start tomorrow to get to the 12:15 bus to Stehekin on time. It's crazy that tomorrow i will arrive at my last town stop on the entire trail. I cannot wait for this bakery, the hype better be more accurate than the log crossing's. Thought of the day; i walk and therefore i am - going somewhere. Song of the day; donnnnt speeek, i knooow whut yerrr thinkinnnn, dohhhhnt tell me cuz it hurrrrts - No Doubt? Craving of the day; Thai food.

JWC on the PCT

1 comment:

Mom and Dad said...

Good to talk to you tonight, you sounded tired and hungry.
It's almost over sweetie boy, and i know it will be somewhat melancholy (sp/) for you but what an amazing adventure you have had ,to always look back on and remember the rest of your life. And you're right; confidence is key, and i hope this has shown you what i have told you for most of your life; "you can do anything". and you've just proved me right!

Love you, mom xoxoxoxoxoxo