a journey of 2,652 miles
THE PACIFIC CREST TRAIL
starts with a single step.
1113.4 to 1132 (18.6 Miles) Parks Creek Trailhead Camp to Ridge Forest camp
Yep. No way we can get up early today. No way we are doing a 30 mile day like we previously contemplated for a minute there. Our bodies ache badly. Let's just snooze a couple more rounds.
We start hiking at 8am. Beautiful weather, fresh air, green meadows and forests, blue skies, snow covered mountain peaks. A dream. Our breakfast break is an extended version today and lasts 1.5 hours. Don't worry, we also filter the water in the meantime, so that's our excuse. This is not going to be a 30 mile day.
We keep crossing Nobos all day. High mountains, gorgeous ridges and crest walking. Loving it. And there's Mt Shasta, well hello there! We love Mt Shasta! Last year we couldn't spot it being in the town of Mt Shasta itself, the smoke was so, so bad. And here it is while we are still a couple of days away from it.
There are snow patches here too, but they are definitely manageable with our micro spikes and ice axes. It's really hot, the snow must be melting fast.
We also need to take a lot of breaks today, the roadwalk from two days ago completely destroyed my feet. Will this ever get better? I don't remember ever having feet issues like this?
We settle on a campsite and take up speed to reach it fast. Then we realize we haven't seen a water source for quite some time. A quick check on our Guthook app reveals that there won't be any water on trail before our designated campsite. This is bad as we aren't carrying enough water for dinner and the night, much less for tomorrow morning. But then we find out that there is a source located about 0.3 miles off trail, all the way down this ridge. Not great, but we don't have a choice but to get down there. When we reach the junction we are at a loss. The trail down to the water source is completely covered in snow. Like 10 feet of snow on a steep slope. No way we are going down there. We will have to resort to another solution. Melting snow is it. Luckily we have a plastic bag in which we now spoon snow into. With some kilos of snow we quickly make our way to our camp where we melt snow and have another blister popping party. Melting snow requires a lot of gas and we are worried we might not be able to make dinner. Luckily it's just about enough and we enjoy another lovely pasta dinner prepared by the master chef, Ratatouille. We didn't exactly pull a 30 today, in fact, we hiked a bit over half of that, but who cares. This time we're not here for the miles, we're here for the smiles. And we had a great day despite all the bodily pain.