The need for a lighter tent that wasn’t a “coffin” led Judy Gross to design and make her own.
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A southbound hiker begins the PCT on steep, exposed slopes and more elevation gain and loss than any other part of the trail passing one volcano after another like pearls on a necklace including Rainier.
peeps of the PCT: ‘flippers’
It takes courage to change directions mid-stream.
Read Morea chorus of birds from both sides (of the world) now
The chorus of birds on both the Te Araroa and the Pacific Crest Trail were glorious. Hear them for yourself!
Read Morepeeps of the PCT: Catholic scouts of the trail
There was nothing like sharing a service with boy scouts right in the middle of the rainy Cascades.
Read Morepeeps of the PCT: G-punk
The people I met on trail were interesting, fun and encouraging, especially beautiful Grapefruit Punk.
Read MoreThe Sweet Ephemeral
For all that has been, Thanks! For all that will be: Yes!
Read Morepeeps of the PCT: Karl and Holly, trail angels
The trail will provide and often that’s because of people who are generous just because they want to be.
Read MorePCT Day 29, ‘zero,’ Stevenson, WA
You always had the power, my dear; you just had to learn it for yourself. – Glinda, the good witch of the north what I did on my vacation from the trail: 1. soaked in really hot water – four times, then one more time with epsom salts 2. ate a second breakfast (or was that a third?) 3. lounged in the lounge with reasonably decent wifi
Read MorePCT Day 28, Rock Creek to Cascade Locks, 20 miles
In the long run, we shape our lives, and we shape ourselves. The process never ends until we die. And the choices we make are ultimately our own responsibility. – Eleanor Roosevelt The men are awake and out by 3:15. True to their word, they are absolutely quiet packing up. They’re heading north to ‘meet their wives,’ they tell me from a very snug two man tent. I sleep beautifully in my tiny spot under […]
Read MorePCT Day 27, ‘pool of water’ to Rock Creek, 27 miles
If you don’t risk anything, you risk even more. – Erica Jong My morning begins with Zach stirring, wanting to “get up early and bust out miles.” The mist is down and I’m concerned the ladies won’t get the great views. Judy drops by my tent as I sip chococoffee to show me how small her tent packs down. She’s persistent, but I imagine it will make me a customer. I forgot to mention that […]
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