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Begins: Jun 10, 2013
Date: Wed, Aug 14th, 2013
Daily Distance: 23
Trip Distance: 1,297.0
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Pacific Crest Trail Map
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Those are some small numbers...
Last night on trail, and my last dinner is... dry ramen in my tent as the rain comes down. Seems appropriate.
I was tired today. May have been due to flying up an down mountains yesterday, or the lack of caffeine. Probably both. Had lunch at Harts Pass, and then hiked on to find Meander, who had flipped north yet again! Said he'd be back in Harts Pass in two weeks doing trail magic. Couldn't do it now because he didn't have steak and potatoes. I briefly considered just stalking Meander, but med school awaits.
Just felt like long miles today. My brain couldn't settle to anything. And what it did decide to think about was weird, like the ethics of circumcision. Trail brain is very strange.
Met Dude, who flipped up from Echo Lake, and he confirmed that there's a nasty scree washout just ahead, and that Fidget somehow got ahead of me. She didn't make it to the place I was camped last night. Must have passed me this morning, but I'm surprised that Astro didn't come wake me up. I'll probably see her southbound as she has to hike back to Harts Pass.
Got to the water and campsite at 2646, but the water was gross, and I just wasn't feeling that site for my last night out. Walked on as it started to rain, got better water, and decided to walk to Rock Pass on the assumption that there's usually a flat bit of ground around a pass where I could put my tent up. And what d'you know?
I've been thinking about lasts a lot. The last time I put my tent up. Last campsite. Last hitch (Brad, that awesome guy who gave me a ride to Baring.) Last time I'll see a mountain way off in the distance, walk to and around it, and then watch it slowly fade behind me (Glacier Peak.) It's natural, I guess.
Anyway, for all that I'm thinking about lasts, this will be the first time I've finished a long trail. And hey, it's only my second backpacking trip ever. So far so good.
A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting.