Mexico to Canada: Whoops, i did it again

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.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Whoops, i did it again

Day 113, Mile 2029.5 ---I have to make this short cause i gotta focus on not freezing to death and trying to sleep at the same time. Took awhile to get out of the cabin this morning but i forced myself back out into it. It was like being in a cloud all day, sometimes rain, sometimes strong winds, sometimes both. As you can see by the mileage i did not hitch back to Bend. I was at the trail head parking lot and there was a sign saying that the forest service recommends against this section because of wildfire danger. I was thinking OK here is another reason why i should go into Bend. Then all of the sudden i got this quiet confidence which is best as i can describe it. I am going to be cold and wet, but i am not going to die. I turned north and took off. The trash bag failed again and i am in a semi-wet sleeping bag, with semi-frozen feet, neither of which help one another. My head is warm and so is my torso, that's more then 50%, not too bad. Hopefully tomorrow is sunny and i can dry everything out. Otherwise its cold and wet til Timberline. Also found out i lost two tent stakes somehow. Its not detrimental to the set-up, but it is definitely not helpful. I am going to attempt sleep. Thought of the day; i want to add a condition to hell, i think it has a two way mirror with a viewing into heaven. Song of the day; some Beatles song that goes johnny, donny, tawny or loni something luuuuh-huv. Craving of the day; dark meat fried chicken and biscuits.

JWC on the PCT