7/22/17: Meadow Lake Road Mile 1172.3 to Truckee

We awoke to discover that an animal (a deer, we think) had dragged one of Wolf Bird’s trekking poles a few feet and chewed on the straps! We each woke up in the night thinking we heard something so I guess that must have been what we heard.  We finally ran into the inevitable today: snow. It was just brief patches, the longest being under a mile, but it brought me back to what it was like in the Sierra. We have been very spoiled with easy and dry trail and soon we will encounter much longer and tougher areas of snow. We are also at a bit higher elevation than we’ve been in recent weeks and I was feeling it! The climbs definitely felt tiring to me. 

We ran into a couple we had hiked near back in the beginning of the Sierra and it was nice to catch up briefly with them. We didn’t talk for too long as the mosquitoes were attacking us! We also passed a woman and her horse who are on mile 600 or so of their section hike of the PCT. 

We passed many day hikers today–it is a summer Saturday and we weren’t too far from a trailhead so this wasn’t surprising, but was quite the change from the usual solo hiking we’ve been doing. We planned to take a break at a rest stop on I-80 that was just off trail. It has bathrooms and water and vending machines so we were looking forward to these simple pleasures. When we arrived, we were disheartened to find the saddest-looking vending machines I have ever seen. They were all nearly completely empty. Luckily there were a few Kit Kats left which we were excited about. We didn’t stay long as we only had just over 4 miles left for the day until the road to Truckee! Town! We haven’t stayed overnight in a hotel in town since Mt Shasta a couple hundred miles ago so we were looking forward to this town. We were arriving at the road on a Saturday but decided to book a hotel for Sunday night instead as the price was half that of Saturday night. Our plan was to camp near the trail tonight (Saturday) and hitch into town tomirrow (Sunday) and take a zero and stay overnight at a hotel in Truckee. 

We have been hiking near/with Phil for the past few days and sadly Truckee marks the end of his hike this year. He’s run out of money and will head home with his parents who are driving out from Indiana to meet him. 
We arrived at the road to Truckee quickly and immediately heard someone yell “hey hiker trash” to us. We walked over and a man sitting by his car with a cooler offered us cold sodas and beer! He is a trail angel named Reno Dave. We sat and chatted with him for a bit and he informed us that the road to Truckee would be closed tomorrow from 7 to 1 for a triathlon. We were very glad to find this out ahead of time and de used to head into town tonight I read and hopefully  find a cheap place to stay the night. Reno Dave gave us the number of a trail angel who we left a voicemail for and then he offered to drive us to town. We graciously accepted and were off to Truckee!


Reno Dave told us the lake we saw in the distance was where the donner Party wintered in 1845. I had read the entire Wikipedia article recounting the Donnerparty  earlier in the hike and was amazed we were in the exact place where they got stranded.  snow  he also pointed out where the transcontinental railroad was built! Dave a paperbark produces/designs video poker games for casinos and hisim pant has 90% of the market share so maybe you’ve played one of his games! He dropped us off at a shopping plaza and Wolf Bird, Phil and I quickly headed over to Panda Express where we each ordered 3 entrees and ate the entire thing. While we were eating the trail angel, Sugar Mama, called us back and said she has a reserved spot at a campground nearby we were welcome to share with her. And she would pick us up to take us there whenever we were ready!  We were very aescited and grateful. The three of us did our laundry and got some food for dinner at the grocery store and then called Sugar mama to pick us up. She hiked the trail in 2009 and has been living out of her trailer traveling for a number of years. She had a sweet dog Howie who we enjoyed playing with. We washed in the river by the campground and enjoyed chatting for a while before bed.  

7/21/2017 Sierra City to Meadow Lake Road Mile 1172.3

Today we were heading back out into the bush, leaving Sierra City but heading within a few miles of our first zero since Ashland. I woke up around 5 and slipped out of the tent grabbing my pad and sleeping bag on the way out. I did my best not to wake Sherpa and let her sleep in till breakfast time at 8. My goal was to get a cold shower and take advantage of the Wi-Fi at the general store before the other hikers got up and took over.

The shower was brisk and refreshing and even though my sleep was a little sporadic, I felt good. At the general store I downloaded some podcasts and worked on the blog. I have been addicted to science and history podcasts and I was eager to get as many as I could while the internet was working well. A good internet connection is hard to come by out here. Someone at the Inn across the street was playing country music and it was one of the most enjoyable few moments on the trail as the sun came up and I was alone and chilly on the porch of an empty, small, mountain town.

Seven o’clock rolled around and it was time to wake up Sherpa and pack up in time for breakfast at our new favorite cafe, The Red Moose.

She was fast asleep and I felt bad waking her up but knew she would dissappointed if I didn’t.

We packed up our stuff and walked to the cafe right before it opened and sat on the porch and took in the sights. The owner soon came out and greeted us and obviously recognized us. We followed him in and sat down for a delicious classic breakfast. The pancakes were delicious and I am very discriminating when it comes to trail cakes.

After breakfast we walked outside to hitch a few yards away in the sun. At first it was a bit discouraging but after a few minutes a mom and her son pulled up and offered to take us to the trail. They were out on a weekend trip together and were planning to hike to some nearby falls.

We arrived to the trail with our packs way to heavy for a day and a half but my bag contained two big turkey sandwiches from the deli and I was really excited to eat them.

It turned out to be a really beautiful hike and we were really excited because today we would hit the halfway mark. Sherpa is really good at keeping track of our mileage on the flip and so she had it pinned down.

After only going short distance we came across the mom and her son. They were on there way back from the falls. They asked how we navigate the trail and we told them about Guthook, the app most hikers use. We said our goodbyes and walked on.

A short distance after we encountered the falls and snapped a couple photos and hiked on. A little while later we ran across Bamboo, a nobo hiker we hadn’t seen since before Kennedy Meadows. It was great to see him and we pumped him for info on the sections ahead.

We were back on our way and before long we hit the bridge that marked our halfway point. As we were making our little rock monument, Phil appeared out of nowhere. We realized it was his halfway point as well so we snapped a photo with him and had a celebratory snack! It was Phil’s last day so it was a bittersweet moment for him.

Soon we were on our way again and did a bit of climbing passing lots of Nobos. We encountered a large rock slides and many interesting formations. There was also several striking slopes covered in flowering mule’s ear that we had to pause and appreciate.

We finished our hike early and we were excited about eating and relaxing but when we arrived the mosquitos were unbearable. We ended up getting in our tent as quickly as we could and not leaving till the next morning. I was a little dissappointed because it was Phil’s last night and he had started a small fire. I would have loved to join him and celebrate but it was just too buggy for me.

We ate dinner in the tent and brushed our teeth. I swallowed the toothpaste so as to not have to face the bugs and then we turned in. We were both excited about our zero coming up in Truckee. For me it was an important milestone since most flip floppers had flipped north of Truckee heading north, so it was like a symbol of accomplishment in my mind.

The stars were brilliant and though we were plagued by rodents, red necks in their souped up trucks, and deer all night we slept like little hiker babies.

7/20/17: A-Tree Spring Mile 1217.2 to Sierra City

This morning we ran into a bunch of people we know! In our first five miles we saw Nacho (Shuffle’s friend deom the AT) as well as a guy whose name I don’t know but who we call Blondie because he looks just like our friend Blondie from the AT. We also saw Colton and then a couple whose names I can’t remember. In chatting with the couple we discovered that the cafe in Sierra City (our destination for the day) closed at 2pm! Uh oh. We didn’t know that. It was precisely 9:13 when we found this out and the cafe was 15.1 miles away still. We walk at about a 3mph pace, so those fifteen miles should take about five hours–without breaks. That would put us at the road to town (not even town itself, which was 1.5 miles down the road) at 2:13. Noooo! 

Like any rational person, I decided I would make it to the cafe for real food no matter what, and committed to speedwalking/running to town. I politely forced Wolf Bird to walk ahead of me as he is a bit faster. That way I had insurance that if I didn’t make it to town in time hopefully he would and could secure me a burger. We are so insane about food that we actually discussed calling the cafe to see if we could place an order over the phone and have them leave it outside the restaurant for us to retrieve. 


We immediately started walking at a very brisk pace. Wolf Bird quickly pulled ahead and disappeared from sight. I was walking as fast as I could without it turning into a jog. Unsurprisingly I was getting tired quickly and also was feeling some weird pains in my knee and leg. Pain would not get in the way of my burger though, and I pushed through. There was a brief downhill section and I started jogging down the switchbacks, something I never do. I passed a group of older day hikers who said they just saw Wolf Bird also jogging. They were very nice and started asking me questions about the trail. I tried to be polite but was so antsy to keep moving that I kept our conversation quite brief. I continued on and after an hour checked my app and notes that I was walking at about 3.6 mph over the last hour. 


I kept pressing on and soon got to a short road walk section. It was also uphill. It was too exhausting to jog uphill so I just walked as fast as I could. I was getting hungry and was getting low on water but didn’t feel like I had time to stop. I stuffed a messy broken bar into my mouth and Mustve looked like a monster spewing crumbs everywhere as I wolfed it down walking as fast as I could. I soon passed a van where a guy asked if I wanted any water. I of course said yes and felt like I had my own personal aid station as he got it our very wuxikly for me and didn’t even make me stop and chit chat. He then offered me a clif bar that I refused for some reason and then kicked myself for spit so the rest of the day as my stomach growled. 

The trail soon resumed and it went straight uphill for a section. I was so tired I could barely keep my brisk pace. There were also a bunch of day hikers out so I had to keep dodging and passing them. I felt bad because some seemed like they wanted to talk but I had a mission here and kept our interactions as brief as possible. Food awaits. 
Finally the uphill ceased and I was headed downhill for pretty much the rest of the trail into town. Unfortunately the trail now became very exposed in the sun and it was blithering hot. This was made been worse by the trail beneath my feet changing from diet to piles of rocks. This made walking much more difficult as I was stepping on loose stone nearly every step and found it difficult to go fast in fear of twisting my ankle. I did my best to jog the brief sections that were less rocky. I kept checking my app to check on my pace and about 9 miles out of town felt fairly confident I would make it to the road before 2. I could only hope is be able to get a quick hitch to then get to the restauarant in time. 
The terrible rocky terrain continued and I was sweating profusely in the hot sun. I soon ran into some familiar faces. It was Payless and Crimson and Chill Step who had made it through the Sierra. They reported Wolf bird was not far ahead and also that the general store sold hot food too so I didn’t really need to make it by 2 as the store was open later. This did not deter me in my mission whatsoever. I chatted with them for a while. It was great to see them and to hear about their adventures. I wish I hadn’t felt rushed as I kept checking my watch and set off after a few minutes. They reported Tofu  was just behind them!!! And soon enough I ran into her! It was funny because we’d both had a feeling we would see each other today. I was again frustrated I was in such a rush because I would have loved to sit and talk with her for longer. We did take a nice break together and it was wonderful being reunited with a member of our trail family!! And I’m not just saying that because she reads our blog. She’s been killing it lately and it was bittersweet knowing we may not see each other agin on this trail. We hugged and said our goodbyes and I once again took off. I had maybe 3 or 4 miles left to town. And it was 1230. Fortunately for me the terrible hot and rocky trail soon changed to shaded smooth switchbacks. I was now able to consistently jog downhill. I must’ve made great time in this section as I was down at the road by 114. I stuck out my thumb to hitch and the second car stopped for me. It was a somewhat broken down white pickup. I hopped in the back which was full of loose dirt and a rake but I didn’t care. They dropped me off at the cafe and it wasn’t even 130! Wow, I was so proud and felt so accomplished. Also I was a little ashamed of the ridiculous lengths I will go to for food. 


I was reunited with Wolf Bird who had arrived about 30 minutes before me. We both got fried chicken sandwiches and I got a Coke and drank about six refills. The people were so nice at the restaurant and let us stay pat 2. When they heard we’d rando get here in time they even gave us free ice cream at the end of our meal! I almost cried!!! It was one of the best ice creams I’ve ever had and it was vanilla which I don’t even really like. Wolf Bird and I had a lot of laughs recounting our days. 


The rest of the day was spent doing town chores and relaxing. There was a public restroom with a shower that sprayed out ice cold water. We took advantage of it and though it was very cold it was also quite refreshing as we hadn’t showered in quite a while. 

We resupplied at the expensive general store and I I used their wifi to FaceTime with my parents and with Brenna. We saw Murphy’s Law and DG who both just got through the Sierra. It’s great to see old friends again and hear about their hikes. wolf Bird set up our tent and even blew up myself sleeping pad for me while I ordered and ate a burger.from the general store. 

We watched the rest of Benjamin Button before bed and went to sleep very satisfied with ourselves and our devotion to food. 

7/18/17: Mile 1272.3 Tentsite to Dirt Road Mile 1244.6

We woke up to an incredibly beautiful view this morning. It was nice camping with a view for a change! 


Today was a true accomplishment for us. To me, to be a good thru hikers is to find the fine balance between hiking far/making miles and being lazy/soaking up the luxuries of the trail. When you are able to do both of these to the maximum in the same day, this is when you truly excel as a thru hiker. We planned on doing a typical day today, but as we walked this morning we unsurprisingly started talking about food. We had 7 miles down to a road that led Ito the town of Quincy. We planned to skip town sicnr we just had real food in Belden, but perhaps unsurprisingly to most who have been reading this blog, our desire for food got the best of us. Once we started talking about food, then we started joking about going into town to satisfy our cravings. Soon these jokes turned into “what ifs” and then transformed into a concrete plan. We figured if we could get a hitch quickly enough we would be able to go into town to eat and still have time to hike another 20 miles afterwards. Now we were on a mission. 

As we approached the road, I told Wolf Bird maybe we should set a time limit for how long we’d wait for a hitch, and just give up on the idea of we didn’t get a ride quickly enough. Not a minute after making this suggestion, we were at the road and Wolf Bird, 30 seconds ahead of me, had already gotten a car to stop for him! Record timing. 

The red truck was driven by Al, and his wife was in a white SUV just in front of him. They were headed into Quincy from their cabin in nearby Buck’s Lake so they could get their truck fixed. They offered us a ride and there was some debate about which of them would drive us. Somehow I ended up rising with Al in his truck and Wolf Bird ended up riding  with Mary, Al’s wife, in her SUV. It was an interesting arrangement. They told us they had just the spot to take us for breakfast. During the car ride to town, I discovered this spot was their daughter’s restaurant! 


We soon arrived at Patti’s Thunder Cafe and were very excited that our plan was already working so well. wolf Bird and I grabbed a table and Mary and Al went to drop off their truck. They soon returned to join us for breakfast! They were he nicest couple and we enjoyed chatting with them. Needless to say we also enjoyed our mountains of food that was full of fresh ingredients. Mary and Al even grabbed their daughter from the back of the restaurant and introduced us to her. They then asked our plans and when they heard we were heading back to the trail, they offered to drive us back after their errands in town as hey were heading that way anyway.  Score! Mary and Al were really helping to enable our food addiction and master plan. 

While they went to do their errands, Wolf Bird and I wandered around the cute downtown area. I of course had to stop and get an ice cream cone since itd been over ten minutes since I last ate. We met Mary and Al at the supermarket and they drove us back to the trail. We hugged them goodbye–it is crazy how quickly generous strangers become new friends. 
It was about 12:30. Our town stop had only taken about 3 or 3.5 hours! Plenty of time to hike 20 more miles today! I felt very rejuvenated and also badass for excelling at our food-centered plan, so walking felt much easier. Wolf Bird and I got in a little tiff around calling a trail angel so we walked apart for much of the day. Probably for the best as this allowed us to walk many miles wuxikly and without breaks. We walked about 18 miles without stopping. Luckily most of it was flat and/or downhill. We passed many northbound hikers. We also met a few new southbound hikers, DJ and a couple that apparently somehow got a ride and skipped the terrible and difficult uphill out of Belden. Must be nice! 


We arrived at a major river at around 6pm and debated whether to stop or press on. If we continued on, we’d be camping without water. This is not unusual, but it can be annoying to carry the extra weight of enough water for the evening. We decided that it was still early and we should continue in since we had the energy. We filled up on water and set our about 3 uphill miles to a dirt road. We made up and I felt better. 

We found three other southbound hikers already set up at the road, Loco and Badass and another girl. It was extremely most quite-y so we set up as quickly as possible and ate dinner in our tent. We started watching Benjamin Button as we ate dinner. 
In total we did just over 27 miles today, plus a stop in town! I was very proud and felt like we were a fine tuned they hiking (and food eating) machine. 

7/17/2017 Seasonal Creek Mile 1295.1 to Mile 1272.3 Tentsite

Today was an exciting day because we had some scenic hiking, beers, and a reunion. 

We got up early at our beautiful stream campsite and packed our gear. We only had 10 miles into Belden and it was supposed to be mostly downhill. 

On the way down we passed many cold streams and watery crossings. It was the first time in a while that we needed to cross logs to keep from getting wet since the Seirra. The descent often seemed to be more uphill than downhill. The elevation profile didn’t really capture the nuances that really felt like they added up. In spite of the varied terrain it was very enjoyable and interesting. 

We descended into Belden and were struck by how charming and quaint it was. It was, at the moment, this sleepy little town with only a few buildings and power station on the edge of a river. 

It had an inn, a saloon, an old garage, and a general store. I was at a loss at first as to how to behave but soon a few hikers came out of the saloon and started milling about and we got the gist. Sherpa tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to a hiker that just came out and instantly I recognized him. It was Crash! Our friend crush from way back in Idylwild.

It was so good to see him and we all went inside the saloon for food and drinks. Inside I noticed a couple drinking a Bloody Mary and I had to have one! Crash said he had never had one before so I ordered him one two. They were delicious, especially with some hot sauce. 

We chatted and laughed for a few hours and then decided it was time to start the climb out of here and say goodbye. Both of us had hard climbs ahead of us but ours was going to be straight up and it was HOT outside! We said our goodbyes and were on our way.  We will miss our friend. 

The climb was difficult but rewarding. The views were stunning and we headed to a campsite that was very exposed and had a terrific view of the sunset and lakes below. 

We made dinner at sunset and then turned in. Durring the night I noticed the moon rise and it was only a sliver of a waning crescent. It was so perfect and almost artificial hanging on the edge of the horizon. I closed my eyes and we slept like little hiker babies. 

7/16/17: Soldier Creek Mile 1325.5 to Seasonal Creek Mile 1295.1

Another 30 mile day for us today! Early this morning we passed the PCT midpoint. Because of our flip, this didn’t actually mark our halfway point. We still had about 150 miles until we would reach 1320 miles (about halfway, the trail changes slightly year to year so the halfway point varies as well). Regardless, we still took a couple photos at the halfway marker before continuing on. 

We had a decently long stretch without water today for a change, as well as a fairly long uphill. I threw in my headphones and listened to podcasts and music as I cranked out 9 or so miles, most of them uphill. At the top, Wolf Bird and I had lunch at high point junction. As we were packing up, a northbound hiker asked us when the next water was. He had no way of knowing because he fell in a river and ruined his phone. There aren’t any major river crossings near here so I’m not sure where that happened, but we felt bad for him because he seemed pretty frazzled. 


After lunch we stopped for water at a wonderful piped spring with the coldest, best tasting water. It was quite refreshing. We didn’t filter it so hopefully it doesn’t get us sick! There was a curious deer I enjoyed watching while we sat and drank our water. We decided to hike on to a campsite that would make about 30 miles for the day. This would get us partway down the 12 mile downhill to Belden, a small resort on the trail with a restaurant and store. 


Our last miles of the day passed quickly especially since they were downhill and thus easier. I really enjoy walking in late afternoon and early evening. We arrived at the creek we were aiming for and quickly set up our tent as it was buggy and we wanted to get inside as quickly as possible. Wolf Bird made a fancy sandwich creation for dinner that he was very proud of. We ate dinner in the tent to avoid mosquitoes and I joined Wolf Bird in watching part of the stupidest movie ever, Daddy’s Home. It was painful to watch and he kept watching it (with headphones) after dinner while i was trying to get to sleep but he kept laughing out loud at the terrible corny jokes. His laughter was keeping me up so I had to make him cut his crappy movie watching time short.  We went to bed excited to get to Belden tomorrow for some real food! 

7/15/2017 North Fork Feather River Mile 1338.2 to Soldier Creek Mile 1325.5

Today we were really excited because we were heading to Chester and we were thinking cheeseburgers and milkshakes. We also were both out of Aqua Mira that we use to treat water and Chester is one of the few towns that stocks it. We woke up around six and packed up. 

We basically had one big uphill then it was mostly downhill to town. The climb felt short and it was a really pretty morning. When town is within 10 miles, it feels like time flies and we can crush miles! 

Soon we found ourselves in a flat forest of tall pines and then exited to a busy, two lane road. There were two hikers attempting to hitch on the other side of the road. We joined them and started attempting to thumb our way to town. 

It was a weekend so there was lots of traffic but they weren’t locals so they looked at us suspiciously and drove on by. Soon Phil and another couple showed up and there were now seven of us trying to get a ride. I was holding out hope for a truck so we could all get a ride at the same time. 

After about 30 minutes of awkward glances and funny hand gestures a fire fighter pulled over in his red truck and we all squeezed in the back and the cab. It was tight but we didn’t mind. 

Within minutes we were outside the cafe and on our way inside.  There I destroyed a breakfast and about 6 cups of coffee. Sherpa got lunch and also made it disappear in no time. 

We heard that the only affordable hotel in town was booked solid but we planned on trying to see if any rooms opened up after brunch and our resupply. 

We finished brunch and headed over to the grocery store to resupply. We only had a few days until Belden so it was going to be a quick resupply. Unfortunately I purchased an ungodly amount of food and so my bag was now very heavy. At the store we met up with Phil and chatted with him outside. He had already gone to the Inn and secured a room but said that there were no other rooms available and the owner didn’t allow sharing. 

We all walked together to the outfitter and got some Aqua Mira then Sherpa needed some ice cream so we walked to Pine Tree Frosty and stopped at the hotel on the way, just to double check. They were booked so we left Phil to enjoy his room. 

Pine Tree Frosty was fantastic and cheap. I was already hungry so I ordered food and Sherpa a milkshake. We ate and charged our phones then headed across the street to grab a shower and do laundry at the laundry mat. We decided we would hike out that night since there was no where to stay. 

The shower was out of order because no one had emptied the change collector so we were really bummed at first. Sherpa, true to form, did some research and found out that the RV park allowed hikers to shower for $5.  Soon we were both clean and had clean clothes. We were feeling a million times better. Back to the Pine for dinner to go and then the plan was to hitch out. 

While I was ordering Sherpa found us a ride from a sweet trail Angel named Vickie who’s job it was to stay in the fire towers and spot fires. Vickie was really interesting and knew a lot about the area. 

She dropped us at the trail and gave us hugs and we were on our way. We only had time for a few miles so we were able to enjoy ourselves inspite of the climb. We were heading to a campsite described in Guthook as “the best campsite ever.” 

The Best Campsite Ever

I am daily reminded that our ability as human beings to communicate accurately and honestly is largely undermined by our own limited perspective and the drastically reductive spoken language. 

Hyperbole is intrinsic in our daily expression and we don’t have a light on our foreheads indicating to what degree we are exaggerating or oversimplifying. 

For those people I dont know well, I have learned to quarantine information presented until I have seen the described subject for myself. It helps temper my fear, anxiety, or excitement brought about by a piece of “helpful” information. 

Instead of taking stranger’s word literally I often simply register it and use it as insight into their human experience.  I think this has been a helpful tool to avoid unneeded disappointment or fear while helping me to understand perspective itself. 

The Best Campsite Ever was actually very typical in many regards. It was by a very small stream with lots of mosquitos. The sites were all taken and so we made our own though it was lumpy. The unique feature that I think pushed this site into the realm of exceptional for the enthusiastic Guthook contributor was the cell phone signal, which was excellent. 

This experience was only a small example but it was a good reminder to carry a healthy dose of salt. I have experienced many examples of exaggerated warnings that nearly prevented me from doing some of my most memorable moments of my human experience. This was simply an example of a harmless exaggeration in a positive direction. 

I try to use these experiences to reflect on my own interactions, warnings, and descriptions and find opportunities to allow others to experience the world through their own eyes without my reductive lenses. 

Regardless we set up an enjoyable campsite and watched a movie together on my phone.  After the movie, we fell asleep like little hiker babies. 

7/14/17: Mile 1364.7 Tentsite to North Fork Feather River Mile 1338.2

We set our alarms for 6AM this morning and were surprised to wake up to discover it was chilly this morning! We even started out hiking in our down jackets it was so cool. It was a nice change from the hot days and warm nights we’ve been having lately. 
After about a mile and a half we entered Lassen Volcanic National Park. The PCT winds through 19 miles of the Park. They just recently changed the rules to require a bear canister for any overnight camping in the park. We sent our bear canisters ahead to the Sierras so we plan to just walk the 19 miles through the park in one day, as most thru hikers do. 


The first portion of our morning was spent walking through a burn area, with many tall but bare and burnt trees. Not much shade, so I was glad to be walking through here when the temperatures were still cooler. After 10 miles we came to a beautiful lake and took a break. It reminded us of the AT in Maine in some ways. I washed my legs and Wolf Bird took a dip. He reported the water was relatively warm. Before we got walking again, I was complaining about not having bought enough candy. Wolf Bird very selflessly gave me a pack of skittles he had! I knew I was keeping him around for something!


Much of our walking today was pretty flat, which was enjoyable and easy. We stopped for lunch at a campground and chatted with Phil, who is also hiking southbound and reminds us a bit of Google from the AT. After a long leisurely lunch we had 9 miles to our destination for the evening. They flew by. We passed a mom and daughter on horseback on the trail and also encountered some trail magic! It was a cooler that was mostly empty but did have some hard candies leftover which we snagged some of. 

The extent of the snow in this section

We arrived at camp around 630 and are set up next to a nice river with quite a few other hikers, all going north except for Phil from earlier. It was a pretty day today and also mostly painless and enjoyable walking. Wolf Bird said he thought it was one of his best days on trail! 

7/13/2017 Cache 22 Water Tank Mile 1391 to Tentsite at Mile 1285.4 

Today was very enjoyable and was a nice change from the last few days. Overall, the terain, on the trail itself, was a lot less of the rough volcanic rock we had been walking on and more on gravel and dirt. The surrounding area however had all the markings of a land once riddled with volcanic activity.  

We were also excited because our day was split up by the promise of lunch at JJ’s Diner. We started out early, getting up at 6 a.m. to make sure we were there before it closed, though our fears turned out to be unfounded. The morning hiking was pleasant and we had about 8 miles to the next water source, Lost Creek. Lost Creek was supposedly a beautiful and cold stream but only accessible by walking 7 minutes down a steep ridge and much longer back up. 

I promised Sherpa I would hike it for her so we wouldn’t have to carry water for 16 miles.  When we arrived I walked down the steep ravine wall and reached the bottom. The stream was unbelievably cold and clear. After grabbing 6 litres of water for the both of us I dipped myself into the stream and almost passed out. The water was so cold it took my breath away. Needless to say it felt amazing in the heat and my wet clothes were an asset on the hot and difficult assent back to the trail. 

On the way up my arms were freezing from carrying the cold 2 litre bladders. I reached the top after a few minutes and Sherpa was in tears, wracked with guilt for letting me get the water without helping.  I thought it was both hilarious and terribly sweet. I really didn’t mind going down and I enjoyed the stream. I also knew how much she didn’t want to go so I was happy to do it for the both of us. We are so different. 

She quickly recovered and soon we were on our way and chatting. The rest of the miles to JJ’s went smoothly and we arrived in a well groomed park just off the trail. Sherpa used the bathroom while I datum in the soft green grass. Then we both sauntered passed a gas station and then to JJ’s. There we ordered lunch, Sherpa a Soda and me a beer. 

After lunch we made our way back to the bass station for more snacks and to sit below a pine tree out back. When checking out I looked at Sherpa and said “want to buy a scratcher?” She excitedly said yes and so I gave the cashier $2 for a lottery ticket.  I had a good feeling about this moment and, sure enough, we won the lottery!

A $2 dollar investment turned into a $5 windfall. Big day for us! Of course we reinvested $2 more dollars of our return to see if we could go bigger. We weren’t so lucky on the second round, or so we thought. As I was leaving the gas station, the 3 hikers we had seen the last couple of days said that the restaurant had made a mistake on our bill and voided the check! Double jeopardy! What a day. 

After we snacked our last snack and packed our Pringles in our bags we took off to get the last 9 miles of the day out of the way. 

In the first mile, we came across some amazing lava tube caves and sink holes that I would love to come back to explore. We took a few photos and continued on. The hike continued to be relatively flat, wooded and enjoyable.  I am going to miss this section when we get back in the business of all day climbs. 

Three hours later we were pitching our tent on the edge of an old burned out forest turned prairie, in a beautifully recovering forest with a thick bed of pine needles. We ate dinner and reclined in our tent, and before long we were asleep like little hiker babies. 

7/12/17: Burney Mountain Guest Ranch to Cache 22 Water Tank Mile 1391

We soaked up all the amenities this ranch has to offer for much of the day today. That included a nice breakfast of waffles and eggs, drinking 3 sodas for me, taking a dip in the pool, mindlessly browsing the Internet, eating burgers for lunch, taking a secret second shower for Wolf Bird, and buying some food/snacks to hold us over until our next town stop. I don’t even want to count how many items on that list revolve around food. 

This has been a nice stop for us. It was really refreshing to see Rise and Shine and Snakebite yesterday and also nice to meet and hang out a bit with some other people heading south. Yote and Two Point Two are having some shoe issues and are awaiting new shoes at the post office in town here. Unfortunately the shoes didn’t come this morning so they decided to take a zero in hopes of the shoes arriving tomorrow. Wolf Bird and I are setting out without them but hoping to see them in our next town in a few days. 
We finally pulled ourselves away from the luxuries here and hiked out around 3pm. Just in time for the hottest part of the day! We are hiking part of Hat Creek Rim, a notoriously waterless and hot/exposed section of trail. In reality, it’s not all that more extreme or different from much of the desert (of which we’ve already hiked 700 miles) and the longest waterless section is only something like 16 miles. 
Our first few miles were pleasant and we walked along a little pond with many Canadian geese and Pelicans in it. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a pelican in real life before! But now I have. 
We filled up on water for 13 miles and I carried a bit less than I would’ve in the desert and immediately started questioning if I’d packed enough. It was very warm and the sun was still pretty high in the sky and I was already feeling thirsty. Of course, the trail provides, and after a few miles we came across a dirt road where a kind soul had stocked some water for us hikers. I of course filled up and vowed to carry more water next time. 
We eventually climbed about 300-500 feet and started walking along the edge of a steep drop off. I forget how this geological feature formed, but we were basically walking along the edge of a giant plateau of land that looked over a vast flat area below us. It was beautiful, with a snow capped Mt Lassen visible in the distance. 
Luckily it grew cooler as the afternoon turned to evening. Wolf Bird and I were both feeling pretty tired for the last few miles and were glad to arrive at camp around 815. Although my positive feelings disappeared quite quickly upon seeing a bunch of cows in the area! My arch enemies. I was not excited to camp where cows were hanging out, but Wolf Bird found a nice spot for our tent that was surrounded by trees and bushes and would be hard for cows to get near. Plus other people were camped nearby and I secretly hoped they’d be the victims of a cow incident rather than me. 
There was a big water tank here that someone kindly refills so we got some water from there and ate our burgers we packed out from the ranch. It was later than usual so we were quick to hop into the tent and head to bed. As we laid down to go to sleep we kept hearing the drawn out and angry sounding moos from the cows in the area. Before I went to sleep, I made Wolf Bird promise that if any cows came in the night he’d scare them away for me.