Day 148: We woke as the sun was coming up and took our time packing and leaving. We realized the doors to the buildings were unlocked…?. We went in and got some water from the sink then packed up stopping at the parking lot for bathroom breaks just a few seconds later. We had to cross the highway then head to the nearby trailhead. It had been raining so everything was wet and the trail had a bit of overgrowth coming into it which gave you the sense of being in a car wash. Things wiping their water onto you. The scenery was really cool. Going in between narrows paths of rocks and thru lush greenery. Ended up hiking 25 miles and they felt super cruisey. I almost kept going. I stopped for lunch at Grizzly Peak. It was like a beautiful prairie. There were yellow wild flowers all around and tall green grass accompanied by some epic views. I laid there for a bit, eating and just relaxing. And packing up to leave shortly after L-Train arrived and then Hefty. I wanted to stay but had been sitting long enough that I was antsy to get going again. The trail opened up for a bit in the downhill which I loved. Shortly before the day ended the trail walked near Pear Lake where I saw a good chunk of other hikers setting up camp. Camping a few more miles up at Pass Creek. I got there early evening and immediately was cold so I got out my sleeping stuff and put my warm clothes on while I read. It’s been chilly all day. I have barely drank any water. There were 2 other female hikers camping just behind me on the trail, and I heard them tell my group where I was. Soon they all came and there we were again snuggled next to each other under the trees with the sound of water flowing nearby. So while the desert may be known for rattle snakes, NorCal is bears, Oregon…..well idk, Washington is known for little tiny mice. They like to start some shit. I know people who have woke up to them all over their tent, eating their food, chewing through their packs, etc. so it’s slightly risky to be cowboy camping. L-Train has had the most issues with them. I think I hear them sometimes but just fall back asleep. But tonight we have seen a couple and spotting the Hole they’re popping out of. We joke that when Meg feels them on her hair it’s just because they’re trying to do her hair. In nice tiny corn rows 😂

Day 147: Last night was so amazing. Because we ended up getting wet again at 5:30 we decided to just pack up and leave. We only had a quick 4 miles to Stevens Pass where we can sit inside and dry out our stuff. We giggled as we walked away in the cold morning. The miles did go by pretty quickly. Started with a short burst of an uphill, which actually wasn’t crazy easy, I was happy when we reached the ski lifts. It was foggy but again Washington was showing it’s beautiful colors. Then we got to start the nice downhill to the lodge. And I knew we were getting close when we saw DOGS!!!!! Always so exciting since I see so few on the trail. There were some day hikers out. We walked under more ski lifts and down a bike path to Stevens Pass. Nothing was open for a bit so we just spread our stuff out all along the rails and tables and hung out until we could get inside to get some coffee and food. There were some bike races happening so lots of bikers were coming around. I really loved the vibes of thanks Place. Like I legit looked at their application process to work there for a season. When they opened we went up and got some coffee and Breakfast burritos. Our group decided to hitch to the local town of Leavenworth. A Bavarian themed town that just looks like a lot of fun. L-Train and I got a hitch from a couple guys in the parking lot. When we got there…..that’s when bad shit just started happening. We got dropped off at the post office to get our packages for resupply. And after a bit Dash came. We were sitting outside with our stuff kind of all over chatting when the cutest old lady all decked out in proper Bavarian attire, she was apparently the owner of the museum in town, she walked up with a huge smile then bam. She tripped and fell right on her face in front of the doors. When she turned over there was blood everywhere. She had broken her nose. Luckily at that same time a woman had been walking up who was a nurse while Dash went inside to have someone call 911. Soon the ambulance came and she definitely had a broken nose. The unfortunate part is she was asking for a pillow for her head and I instinctively grabbed the thing I used for a pillow sometimes. My stuff sack of clothes. Which was nice, but not when a bunch of blood got all over my stuff. After the EMT loaded her up we were standing talking about it when Legit another older man walks by and bam. Trips on the curb and Busts his tooth out. Omg what is happening? After helping him the little that he allowed, I got the hell out of there. I went to the store a ways down and later walked back to meet peeps for some beer. We hung at the river for a bit, walked around, ate some bratwurst, they had a vegan one for me, took pics in funny holes, before heading back to the lodge. It was raining and I went upstairs to get a beer and some food. Dash decided to go to the nearby hostel, but the rest of us planned to just cowboy camp under an awning across the way. And I’m glad we did because that night I probably met 4 hikers who came in soaked saying they couldn’t find the hostel. The directions I guess were slightly confusing. The camping was super funny. People wanted to plug in their phones but the outlets were up super high. So Hefty and Tim were crawling on each other on picnic tables to reach them, and it was a success. The concrete was hard and the lights never went off, but I slept pretty damn good. The buff is a life saver for protecting your eyes from light.

Day 146: Hard miles done today. I was definitely moving way slower than usual. But got it done in decent time. In the morning I saw Neon while passing by Deception Lakes. My plan was to jump in and swim, but I was still kind of cold and didn’t feel like stopping. But it was insanely beautiful! I had a great lunch at Trap Lake which was really beautiful. I saw it when I came over the saddle of some mountains, and had discussed going down to it for lunch. It was a bit down off the trail, but worth it. The water was ice cold but I had to jump in. It resets me. There was a couple there who came for a day hike to the lake. I felt semi awkward just swimming in front of them, but they were impressed that I stayed in for how cold it was. It didn’t help that’s it’s cold outside today. The fog and wind are picking up. I’m hoping the wind doesn’t affect the fires and that the cooling temps and moisture help them. The hike today was great. Saw lots of beautiful lakes again and went over Piper Pass which had some great open views. I was so happy to finally reach camp tonight. We were camping by a lake, but coming down from the mountain you couldn’t see much as it’s so foggy. I found a nice spot for us all, but 2 girls came and got it before my group arrived so I scooped out another small area. It’s really cold….I initially thought I wouldn’t be cowboy camping tonight. The group came, we hung out. And everyone but L-Train and I set up our tents. It was just a little wet out from the fog which we figured would pass, and according to the forecast it isn’t supposed to rain. So for the first night in awhile. Everyone went to sleep on their own. It ended up being one of my favorite nights on the trail. I barely slept but I laughed my ass off. Around 1:30am we started feeling drops. So we put the trekking poles around us to make a square then put our rain covers for our tent on it. It was barely sprinkling so we thought it’d work. We didn’t really think about it catching the rain then lowering the tarps…..so a bit later I woke up and noticed I couldn’t see Megan anymore. The middle of the tarp had accumulated so much water that it dropped the middle of the tarp to the ground. I’m all giggly but not wanting to wake people up but end up saying something. Turns out one of the poles on her side totally collapsed and she wasn’t even protected anymore. We’re laughing so hard as we empty it then put it back up. Poor Dash had to deal with it. Luckily somehow, within my sleeping bag I was totally dry. It was just too funny. And I’m glad we stuck it out and can say we never put our tents up in WA!

Day 145- Great mellow day today. It was so fun to camp with everyone, and from this day on, I camp with Tim, Freckles, L-Train, Dash, and Hefty every night until the finish. We woke up later as usual, which we joked about because Hefty wishes we would have been doing this nice sleeping in thing the whole time. Who knew that he was right about it being the best the entire time?!? The day and miles didn’t go fast…but they didn’t go slow either. Within a few miles for the day I took a wrong side trail. I knew Something felt off but I tried to ignore it and just kept hiking. Finally I decided to look at my gps and sure enough I have walked a ways off trail, on a side trail down to a lake. Frustrated with myself I head back ip the steep hill to try and find where I went wrong. I did, but was still confused for a second. I rely too much on the gps and sometimes it’s a little off track with where I actually am and I get confused. It will point me in a direction, but it’s the wrong one. I need to just trust my instincts more. Not too long later I passed Hefty’s pack on the trail. And Then passed Tim and Freckles on some switchbacks. They asked if I saw Hefty, which I replied no, but Freckles was giggling. Apparently they snuck a rock into his pack this morning as a small prank, to make his pack heavier. Hiked about 27 miles with a lot of descent first then the day just resembled a roller coaster. My body is starting to wear down on me. My Achilles is pretty sore everyday, my left Hamstring hurts, my backs a little tight, and my feet hurt. I think my body knows that this is almost over and it’s starting to rest. But I beg it to just stay strong a bit longer. I know it can. I can’t believe I have just over 20” miles to go. Thoughts of life after the trail are consistently coming up now. But today, unlike most other days, I didn’t let it add any stress. I thought about it, but I was content. I took lunch at a super nice creek that had a small waterfall. Since my body was aching I knew it’d be good for me to sit in the really cold water so I did. I enjoyed my lunch there and kept my hips and below under water almost the whole time. There were lots of little fishy in there too! This section of the trail is so insanely beautiful. It’s kind of what I picture the Sierras to look like when it’s not covered in snow. We got to view lots of lakes and meadows. The trail would cut through some mountain ranges where you would look down at a pristine lake surrounded by them. And there’s so many colors here, even the rocks are pretty, but there’s so much green, yellow, and red. So amazing. Washington is definitely my favorite. Had a couple creek crossings today…people said to watch out for them but they were no issue. Camping near a large creek at mile 2434.6. I found a nice space we can all fit that’s right off the trail. I feel wiped and like I could just go to sleep right now I think part of the reason is the smoke. The sun can’t peak through so it just seems like a gloomy day all day. But instead I do my “chores” and read while waiting for the others. After a bit they all make it and again we have our slumber party.

Day 144- We woke up and headed to the famous Diner. I’m not gonna lie I have never seen the show Twin Cities. I didn’t have their famous coffee or cherry pie, but my breakfast was massive and so fucking bomb. I ate about half and was beyond overly full. Gladly took those left overs though. We walked through town a bit trying to find anywhere selling the proper masks for the smoke. Everyone was completely out, so we ended up going to a health clinic and they gave us some for free to wear. Idk if they were the right ones though or just ones to cover for germs. We walked down the road a bit after packing up the room to get a hitch. We were being weird, Dash tried twerking. We were pulling out all the tricks to get a hitch which a kind lady finally gave us. She was saying that her husband would hate knowing she picked up strangers. People’s reactions are always funny to me. But I get it, if it’s not a small trail town people have no clue why you’re out there looking dirty and wearing big packs. She dropped us right at the Chevron gas station where all the hikers resupply and hang out. I was there a bit loading up, organizing, and chatting with hikers. Tim and Freckles called us earlier and had already started hiking, with Hefty! Who was somehow here when they were! Lots of people were at the gas station. Gentlemen, Pacer, Drum Solo, Dorian, and many many more. Everyone all bunched up together once again due to the fire closures. Headed out with our masks on trying to get 15 miles to the campsite we planned on meeting Tim and Freckles. Idk if the masks worked, it seemed to help a little. But just still felt like I was breathing in a campfire all day. And the sweat around your face with the mask on was so uncomfortable and itchy. I couldn’t stand it. I tried to walk slower to not breathe too hard, which was recommended. But it was a descent uphill and already afternoon and I needed to get 15 miles in….so “slow” wasn’t going to be happening. Stopped at a small pond down from the trail in the afternoon to rest a minute and get some water, I was joined shortly by L-Train and Dorian. His crew plans to hike to the next lake in just a couple miles while we plan to couple miles while we plan to continue on. 6 hours later, passing hikers on the ridge, seeing not much in the distance, I passed Hitch so it was cool to see her again. She had been hiking with Hefty a bit and was meeting him where we planned to stop and camp. It got dark as I approached the camp which was a little off trail. But I saw a note from Hefty and followed the arrow down, doing the Elk mating call I found my friends. And later the rest of the group came as well. I think there was 9 of us there. And we all laid by the lake laughing and chatting. Just laying in our bags with no shelter around us. Just the comfort of company, the fresh air, and the stars. It was fun to get to catch up, I haven’t seen hitch in forever, and we hadn’t seen Hefty since Cascade Locks. Camping at mile 2407.9 out of 2652……how?…?. Wait….???. What’s happening….???. I’m just going to try and embrace each moment I have with these beautiful people. Idk what this journey would have ever been like without them.

Day 143- woke up after a good night of belly laughing and elk mating calls that led me to have decent sleep. Prepared to skip from Chinook Pass to Government Meadows we headed off. It was super Smokey, and there were ashes on my sleeping bag when I got up. Unfortunately, the view was limited but you could tell this would be a pretty cool scenic spot if it were smoke free. I felt like I was in some canyons. I really liked it. We hit the first parking lot and knew we needed to take a side trail down to another road to try for a hitch. It took us a second to find the trail but then we did and we were on our way. The road was pretty fun. There were berries along the way and the road was basically empty. So we took up the whole thing. And also choreographed a dance routine with our trekking poles that we performed. It was awesome. We had to wait quite awhile for a hitch when finally a guy in a truck pulled up to give us on. We stuffed into the back, buffs over our mouths to help with the smoke. When we got to government meadows a fire fighter informed us that they literally just closed the trail from their to Snoqualmie . Really? Sometimes I feel like I. Just want to get off trail and try again a different year when I don’t have to skip so much. So we loaded 2 more hikers into the truck and we headed into the nearby town, Enumquah. My hair has never been so messy in my life. I was sad and pissed and looked like total shit. And regardless first thing we wanted was food and milkshakes. On the way to a cafe we again did some dancing while waiting for the light to let us cross the street. We embarrass ourselves and I like it. We just don’t care. Breakfast was good but we all were pretty bummed and trying to figure out our next steps. Then we had to try and hitch. We decided to split up when a woman offered to take 3 of us in her truck. And really sweet mom who dropped us at a gas station a little ways down. As Dash and L-Train and I were trying to get another hitch Tim and Freckles rode up in there’s and we all stuffed ourselves inside. She was super cool and actually hiked the PCT in 2015 or 16 I don’t remember. Where she dropped Us off we still needed a hitch into North Bend where we planned to stay the night. Dash had wanted to stop here anyways to eat at the cafe from the show Twin Peaks. I end up being over it and just ordered an Uber and then we freakin finally got there. Freckles and Tim chose to get another hitch to Snoqualmie while L-Train, Dash, and I got a hotel room here. The owners were cool. It was a grungy place but perfect. They even brought us over some beers to enjoy. We went to Safeway and got some dinner and a large thing of some delicious ass ice cream. Just snacked and watched movies all night. And this is the only time in Washington that I showered.

Day 142- 23 short miles today but I’m totally loving these shorter days. It was a nice day, I listened to some podcast and went for an awesome dip during lunch at a lake. Basically in Washington, lakes were my showers. For being such a mellow day it flew by….like all the days so now. Washington is so beautiful and green, but I can’t wait to get back to the mountain peaks. The trail passed by a ton of lakes today. None of which were super amazing, even the one I ate lunch at was just….there. Large logs lay across the bottom of all of them. I’m clearly getting spoiled. Towards the end of the day we all hiked into camp together. We came across the campsites at Dewey Lakes, and when we arrived another hiker was there. We said hello, but he didn’t really respond. He looked pissed that we were there. But it was a campsite for 5 tents and he was one person so it wasn’t a big deal we were there. But his energy through us off so we split up and tried to find something else. Having no luck we asked if he would mind if we camped here, and that we all just sleep in our bags. He got rude and was making comments about the campsite and how we weren’t supposed to sleep so close to the water. But it was a referenced campsite so we were good with it. He ended up leaving. Which I didn’t care, but that was the first time on this whole trail that another hiker has been so weird and rude. We were freaked a little after he left, but nothing happened. We started out a little spread apart for some random reason, but got a little freaked by random noises so scootched a bit closer. It was super funny. I haven’t laughed this hard the whole trail. I legit cried laughing and now my abs hurt. We kept hearing a really funny noise that we decided was an elk mating call. And we all kept trying to mimic it, then joked that a male Elk was going to show up and be pissed there’s no lady Elk for him there. The noise started as a low pitch whistle that got louder followed by a deep “eeeeeeaaaaahhhh” noise. Throughout the rest of the trail we came to reference ghost elks and make the noise when trying to find each other. That along with “but that’s half way down the river” we’re the two biggest inside jokes. During the night we would hear the calls then a splash. Apparently the Elk wanted to bathe too. Or they were swimming to the other side. It’s so Smokey here right now. It hurts to breathe, and my eyes are irritated a bit. Tomorrow we will get to Chinook Pass where we will find out the current trail conditions, and most likely have to skip from here to where the trail reopens….super bummed to be missing more trail and such amazing parts of it as well. But I realize it is not good to be breathing this air in at all either. I just wish things would stop burning. I thought this wouldn’t be a worry this year due to all the rain, but since that caused so much overgrowth then heated up all fast, well here we are. And we passed the 2300 mile mark today!

Day 141: Woke up today and headed out with the fam. Today we will hit Whites Pass where we can eat some food, resupply, and pick up boxes. My box with new shoes I was supposed to get forever ago should be there! Fingers crossed. We headed downhill to start the day before heading back up. We hit a nice view of Mt. Rainer. On the way to Whites Pass, while I waited for the others I went for a quick swim in one of the small lakes that we passed and ate a couple of bars to hold me over until we reach the gas station. Can’t really call it a town because it’s legit just a gas station. That tricked us because all the notes say you can stop at Kracker Barrel, but it’s not the legit Cracker Barrel. Once the crew got there we all headed in together. We reached the highway then took the road walk to the station. The road was surprisingly busy and their were cars all over the road. Such a random place for all of these people. We reached the station and as trashy as it kind of was. I loved this place. The workers were hella cool. They had some space outside at a table to hang out and lots of tables inside that all us hikers took over to spread out our food and charge our phones. I had some delicious Tater tots while hanging out. My package was found easily, but Freckles and Tim had some issues finding theirs. They found one, but one wasn’t there. Luckily the hiker box here was pretty good, and there were many hikers around who offered their extra food. My shoes don’t even fit. It’s so weird. They’re the exact same size as my last 3 pairs by feel a whole sized smaller. I’m hoping they stretch out some but I’m super nervous I’m going to have blisters or something from them. And I got a really cute and amazing care package from Karen and Kelly, from my gym back home. So many healthy goodies that I totally miss eating. And really sweet notes about their lives and their new niece! And things they are proud of that they have done in the gym. It makes me smile so big to read these notes. We hung out for quite awhile. Trying to figure out this fire closure that’s ahead and resupply. I ended up drinking multiple Arizona teas that ended in my having a horrible stomach ache. Before we left I had to buy a box of saltines to try and help. I hadn’t felt so sick this entire hike. When we took off I stayed behind everyone. It hurt to walk so I had to just go easy and cruise. We didn’t hike very far, just 3 miles and about a 1,000ft climb. The hike was nice besides feeling so shitty. We passed a field that a bunch of kids and family were playing in. They were playing some sort of tag or something. It looked like so much fun, I got jealous. Then I got to the pond where the fam was and we planned to set up to camp. We walked around a smidge trying to find a nice place and ending up finding an old horse stable that creeped everyone out. Haha we talked about ghost horses being around, every time we heard a noise we joked it was one. So Dash decided to put our trekking poles in the ground in an X by our heads as protection from the ghosts. 😂😂These last nights Dash has been reading up part of Carrot Quinns book, Thru Hiking will Break your Heart. It’s basically a journal log of her PCT journey, definitely waaaay different than my experience. But he would read us bits of that, but tonight we are all listening to a podcast together. I love this shit. So different than “normal” life. I can’t remember the last time someone read to me or I just sat and listened to something with someone. It’s special indeed! I remember star gazing multiple times throughout the night. I could see so many consolations. I want to learn about the stars so bad, it’s a goal before my next hike.

Day 140- So funny thing is in my journal I actually didn’t write the next 3 days. And I blame it on having so much fun at camp with everyone that I don’t take the time. Definitely worth the trade. Today was bound to be a special day. We get to enter Goat Rocks Wilderness and walk the Knifes Edge which is supposedly one of the most epic spots on the PCT. So I’m very excited to get going. The trail started again in the forest, but soon will open up to some of the most beautiful landscape I’ve ever seen. First we got to go over the saddle of Cispus Pass. Walking switchbacks on the open ridge. After the summit, and passing some day hikers who were shocked at my pace, I headed to the nearby waterfall to enjoy lunch. I had waited at the top a bit for the others, but decided to just head on as I’d rather wait at the waterfall. At first it was just me and a couple of others, including Doc who I hadn’t seen for awhile. I guess him and Double D split up and they just weren’t hiking the same pace. The waterfall was ice cold but so amazing. We took turns taking “showers” under the flowing water. Losing our breath as we did it. Since the place was loaded. More hikers came, lots of day hikers came. Families, dogs, it was madness. And not what I like the PCT to be like. Once the gang got there and everyone did what they wanted we hiked along the ridge about a mile to a nearby campsite to eat and hang out. Some of my group had apparently met a group of guys out backpacking who were acting rude and weird. Dash bolted up a hill to use the restroom when that group walked by. I remember yelling something and they all seemed fine to me. After having a good many laughs we continued on the trail. We had a little uphill where we got to pass through green lush grass and big rocks. And again lots of day hikers who never mind stopping to ask a million questions. Soon we were in Goat Rocks ready to tackle Knifes Edge. But before we did me, Dash, and Tim went skinny dipping in a freezing “lake” below the trail. More as a dare than anything. It had snow and ice around it. Yes snow….again. I thought this shit would be over. We met a super sweet couple, who has previously hiked the AT And PCT, they brought us big smiles and snickers bars. They were heading to the most blue amazing lake I’ve ever seen, that I will go back to. It was called Goat Lake they said. Then we headed on, but slightly confused. There were 2 trails to take and we didn’t understand which was the one with the epic views. I still don’t fully understand but I know we missed the summit of Old Smokey which has amazing views. But we got to do the Knifes Edge which I would hope nobody ever does on a horse. It would be so sketchy. It’s very rocky and you’re walking on a skinny ridge at the top of the mountains. Cutting up and down, like a knife. Obviously. But it was pretty epic. And I got to see some wild goats!!!! Once at the top, I ate a bar and waited for the others before we soon headed down. I definitely fell walking behind Freckles, no big deal. I’m so used to slipping at this point. We go down into a big open space, across a creek, to a dope amazing campsite. There were some others around but it was so open, had water flowing we could hear all night, green grass, and mountains surrounding us. Perfect night to stargaze. Pure bliss as I got into my sleeping bag for another snuggle puddle with my best friends. Camping at mile 2279.9.

Day 139: It was pretty cold waking up this morning which made it slow. At this point I basically never get moving before 7am. Now I just enjoy the morning with my friends. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I’m not ready for the trail to end and I’m so grateful for my family who continuously remind me to enjoy the journey, because that’s how they live the trail. And today….today is September 1? How? How have I lived through a summer? Which felt nothing like a summer because I was in snow everyday. And now it’s fall….and it’s all just coming too fast. It feels like I haven’t been hiking long at all. Overall, this morning I felt sluggish, things felt hard, time felt slow. I’m definitely blaming all the food and wine from last night. Slightly hungover….ew. Even though it felt long, and my energy not great. I would go hike this part of the trail again any day. Omg it was beautiful. We walked along the base of Mt. Adams after walking through a cool looking burn area and into a basin,and had good views of Mt. Rainer. There were large lava rocks, and open pastures, and freezing cold springs that offered some of the best water ive tasted on trail. I wish I weren’t hiking alone during this though. It’s so beautiful and I want to be able to share it with somebody. Some of my big regrets on trail is that I didn’t take more pics of people on the trail. And this would have been perfect for that. But I was alone, so just stopped to stare numerous times. I had a ton of thoughts running through my mind today. One is just that beauty itself is not something that is just seen, but felt. And that feeling is something I think we bypass so often because we’re always rushing. But when you sit and stare and are with something you can feel it’s power, it’s energy, and it’s beauty. Sometimes I feel things are the most beautiful when I feel the cool wind blow against my skin, when I get a scent from the surrounding pines, or plants. And when I hear the trees dancing in the wind, and the birds singing. This then, with the addition of music, melody, beat, lyrics, has led to medicine for so many people. And this trail has been a place for healing for a lot of people. This trail has helped cure anger, jealousy, doubt, self hate, mourning, addiction, and so many other things. It’s so insane to me that I’m walking the same steps as so many others, and today I’m really feeling that healing power. I started to cry. Just thinking about how many peoples lives have changed by walking this path. The PCT is truly the most special place. It is sacred, kind, and a total bitch. But it always provides for you exactly what you need. I haven’t had any epiphany’s or life changing thoughts. I still have no clue what I want my life to look like. But many have. As I continued to walk along with tears in my eyes I realized even though I haven’t had an “AHA” moment, this trail has changed my life and this experience has and continues to be nothing but magical. I realized the trail is my medicine, and so are my people. My trail family, these beautiful people I get to share this with. Music, the PCT, my family, my friends, they push me to be the best and purest version of myself I can be. The fear of the trail ending has lead to so many of these thought. As much as I want to keep asking myself what I want my life to be after, any answer would just be forced. This whole time I thought I was scared of that, just not having a clear idea of what I want. But now I realize the only thing I fear is doing nothing. Finally made it to camp, near a pond in an open meadow. It’s kind of chilly but it’s nice here. I’m at mile 2255.7 and there are huckleberries all around. When Meg got there we took our Talenti cups and started filling them up with all the berries. Hiked 26 miles today, it’s ending under the trees next to my friends again. Nights don’t get any better than this