Finished the road walk on packed sand dirt, a lot easier than the pavement. Saw two very large deer with nice sets of antlers…shhhh, don’t tell the hunters
At Trinity/Bucks Creek Trail head we finally got back on trail. The legs were happy to be back on trail. Even though we now had more ups and downs and less certain footing the overall effect on the body was far better.
We saw a number of hunters, hikers and horsemen but no through hikers. The day rained off and on some and late in the afternoon, near Bucks pass the precipitation turned to snow. Fairly heavy at …
Last night each car or truck that passed by was at such high speed that they sounded as if they would run us right through although we were a good 50 yards off the road and a couple layer of large trees away.
Some light rain early then a partly to mostly clear day. The first significant sun since the day we left White Pass 11 days ago. At lunch my shoes and socks almost completely dried out, also a state they have not seen since leaving White Pass.
Re-route of sartorial delights - breakfast at the Happy Clown, good grocery at Park grocery, another store a mile later and a …
Woke very early, about 4:30am to stomach distress, thankful we were in a dry motel with a bathroom nearby, as I was up a couple more times before 6am. Never did get really get back to sleep, but the distress subsided and I rested until 7am. We pawed through the well stocked hiker box and found most of what we needed. Then we went, with Dave, to the only place in town for breakfast - the liquor store / deli which opened at 8am and made microwaved bagel/ham/egg sandwiches. Food and coffee settled in well enough to be able to hike out. We finished our resupply …
A totally miserable day, one of the bleakest most miserable days that I’ve ever spent hiking. Rain, incessant rain, driving and cold When we woke the snow level was less than 500 feet above us. As we hiked the cold and the wet combined to keep us pretty miserable.
Not many views, in fact no views at all more than a few hundred feet ahead. At one point we even watched a bull elk walk in front of a hunter just to end his miserable experience with this rain. OK, seriously, it was a day in which we questioned our desire to continue the hike. And my own …
Add grim but console ourselves we are not being battered like a Florida hurricane
Rain fell all night long, beginning before we made camp and never stopping. Sometimes it was just a steady rhythm but sometimes it fell harder. The tent failed to keep us dry. Most of the night heavy raindrops spattered on the tent with enough force to not only shake lose some condensation but to also drive some rain through which fell as a heavy mist inside the tent. Our upturned faces became damp and the top of the sleeping bag became wet. Fortunately the bag cover material did a decent job of keeping moisture out of …
