Last night around ten or eleven, a noisy group of PCT hikers rolled in. They camped right next to me on the restoration habitat, talking and laughing while they set up. Really? In this giant campground with zillions of empty spaces a few steps back, you had to bring your party right to my door? […]Read more "PCT Day 7: Surrender"
I awoke the next morning, the sun on my tent, alive. Thank God. After yesterday’s horror, I resolved to reward myself with a leisurely morning. But one thing was certain–no way I could hike another big day today, no matter what the girls decided to do. Fish Nugget would probably stick by me given that The Hubby […]Read more "PCT Day 3: Breaking Dawn"