PCT Day 4 – The crash
I woke up to the sound of someone fumbling with the water spigot at 4 am. Then at 5 am to the rustling of nearby hikers packing up their gear. I swear it took the couple section hiking an hour to pack up camp in the dark!
I woke up to the sound of someone fumbling with the water spigot at 4 am. Then at 5 am to the rustling of nearby hikers packing up their gear. I swear it took the couple section hiking an hour to pack up camp in the dark!
I didn’t sleep very well. The wind was blowing all night. The tent wall by my head constantly flapped in the wind. Also one tent state blew out of the sandy ground twice. At 2am, the second time I found a huge rock and out it over the stake.
I woke at 5 to a quiet camp site. Not even the turkeys were making noise. There were 20-30 hikers in tents but nobody was moving. I laid in bed until 5:30 and decided it was time to get up.
I rolled over and checked the time. 4:30. My stomach was filled with nervous excitement and I wanted to get moving! I slept better than expected. Maybe the nights on the AZT will pay off.
The dark sky exploded with stars. The moon was almost full. And I could see the silouette if a tall mountain poking though the horizon like a finger.
Laying under the stars for the first time feels right. The only thing between me and the ground is a sheet of tyvek, an air mattress, and my sleeping bag.
Copper Mining Town. One street with food, rest, and drink. Kind hole in the wall.
4:30 came early. I woke up to another cold and tried morning. My right heel was tender and a bit swollen when I woke up. Rough vibes to start the day.
The bull walked over. The section of fence right next to the cattle gate was laying down. Shit.
Wide awake at 5:00. I can’t sleep in even in a real bed! My mind was ready to get on the trail. It was better to lay down and relax with service on my phone.