Weird to be off-trail and in civilization! I’m in Seattle and figuring out my next direction(s). After a week-long sleep-a-thon, my body seems to be (somewhat) recovering from the hike and I’m now carefully transitioning into some running.
After a ~125 mile roadwalk, we reached the border yesterday. It’s rather surreal—and definitely a spectrum of emotions. I’m proud of my accomplishments, sad/disappointed by how this ended, grateful for what I have experienced, scared (and excited!) for the future—a completely blank slate.
Snows are already knee to waist deep on much of the Washington PCT – on difficult/dangerous terrain with incoming storms and avalanche hazards. In short, it’s mountaineering, and beyond my risk tolerance with my current skills.
Today I finished the bits of the Oregon PCT that I am going to hike. 219 miles hiked, with two major hitches to skip past closed areas.
Only a small chunk, but they were hard-earned miles for sure: ice-cold rain, hail pellets, miles of knee-deep snow and below-freezing nights. Many a toe-warming break were necessary.