CDT Joy: Only Camping in Grizzly Country

Day 8: 11.1 miles

The highlight: looking at the glass shelter, the first shower and laundry!

Today I woke up with the sun and was excited by a ten mile walk crossed to the city. I forgot how more beautiful the landscape in the first morning light, makes everything look like pastel.

The weather was perfect this morning leaving the medication camp. I chatted with the hikers of one day who planned to do the Dawson pass to Pitamakan Pass Loop and then headed at the beginning of the path. The path had curves to a picturesque point of view.

As I climbed more, the wind picked up and the trees disappeared. Some of the wind bursts stopped my balance and sometimes as they lifted my trekking post, the wind would wake it up in my leg. Other times, the cargo lifting straps in my package surprised me on my chin and ear and it was so painful that I quickly put on the hood of my solar hood for minimal but additional protection.

Finally, the wind calmed down after the point of view and returned to the tree line. I gave myself a bag of salt and vinegar chips and walked when an angry urogalo stopped me in the middle of the path. I tried to walk on the right side of the path, but deviated directly to stop. I took a few steps back and tried to walk on the left side with the same reaction of the bar. I stayed still for a while and then slowly took steps forward along the path until I passed and then I had a quick walk to get out of view.

The path made its way from a single track to a dirt road to a paved road to the city. I arrived at the appearance glass shelter around 11 am and settled. I picked up my refueling package, I took a shower and went next to Brownie to wash clothes and eat a roasted meat sandwich for lunch. Among the laundry, I went to the post office and returned to send my micro spikes, camp shoes and some memories home.

Then, I took a break from the tasks of the camps and relaxed in the shelter for one or two hours. Around 4:30 pm, I went to obtain food for the rest of my replenishment for this next six -day section for reference to the Wilderness ranch. Then, I went to the Mexican restaurant in Serrano for Nachos and a Margarita.

Once returned to the shelter, he reminded me of how long the electronics can take to recharge … all this time and my battery bank was not yet completely charged. I repaired my food in the Ziptop bags and took the time to stretch and ice my legs. My you band on the right side of my knee was sore today and I want to mite it before it becomes an injury. I also took the time to plan potential camps for this next section.

Before realizing, it was 9:30 pm and the last thing I’ve been on the road. Tomorrow I have the longest hiking day of more than 20 miles. It’s time to go to bed and start early tomorrow.

Day 9: 19.9 miles

The highlight: Theadore Rosevelt Memorial Monument. First night of camp in solo.

Today is July 4! Many of the hikers in the hostel planned to make the slack 15 miles to where the path crosses on the highway 2 sobo and remain a second night in the shelter to enjoy the festivities. The shelter will have an outdoor meal in the afternoon and a rain storm is expected to roll this afternoon/night until tomorrow.

The thought that establishes my store in the rain and packed it in the rain the next morning caused the slack package to look very attractive. In the end, I decided to push the miles anyway knowing how easy it is to be a vortex another part of the day from a hangover of July 4.

However, I gave myself a roll of Canela de Brownies when leaving the city. I was full and ready to go with my electronics completely loaded around 6:30 am, but I made the decision to stretch and make a charm of the accounts in the shelter to kill the time before the re -opening was opened at 7 am. With my cinnamon roll in my hand, I left the city to the Blackfeet reserve.

My new backpack charm with beads for path

Today, the elevation was much less than last week of the path, but the path was so covered with vegetation in sections. On day 2, I fell and scratched my knee, but it still doesn’t heals, since the crust continues to cheat in all foliage while walking. I found bigger band bands in the hiker box and my plan is to put one while walking during the day and I take it at night to let the wound dry. The path provides!

Approximately 3 hours to walk my IT band on my right knee, let me know that my body was ready for a break. Usually, I don’t like to take breaks, but if I want to finish this walk, I need to listen to my body, especially from the beginning. I established a timer for 15 minutes, I took off my backpack and ate a snack. I did a light stretch and to my surprise I could walk without pain.

Indeed, another 3 hours later and the same thing happened. I felt a stab in my right knee and decided for an hour of lunch. I had tortilla with sharp cheddar and salami. Then I lay on my rain jacket and leaned my legs for a tree for a beautiful stretch of the hamstrings.

After lunch, the path crossed a railway and highway 2 and Summit Campground. I was grateful for drinking water and privilege and took a brief search secondary to the Memorial Monument of Theadore Rosevelt. From there, the path crossed and far from civilization.

Side search cuts to the Memorial monument of Theadore Rosevelt

Three hours after lunch I took another break. I could see dark clouds moving slowly, so I decided to prepare and dinner early, since eating bars in the rain is much easier to try to cook a meal. For dinner, I gave my spam single inspired by the Spam of July 4 with 2 microwave cups of Easy Mac. After dinner I looked at the ground ahead during the following miles. It seemed that I would make a day of 20 miles or 23 miles, since there was an area of ​​burns in the middle. When he started spraying with a mile of the first camp option, I decided to stop the day.

I learned from the other night that the weather can change quickly here and the idea of ​​being in a hail of the size of a pea and a thunderstorm in the middle of a burning zone without tree cover was not my idea of ​​a good moment. I have emergency bars and an emergency dinner, I packed this section, so if I can’t invent the miles and take an extra day, no, no, I will not starve.

I was proud of myself for making this intelligent decision. A less experienced version of me would have made the miles anyway and potentially had ended up.

In the camp I installed the store, I hung my food bag, then prepared my air mattress and sleeping bag and enjoyed the sounds of the rain in my store in the rain. It is my first night camping only here at the CDT. There may not be other hikers for many miles, unlike my experiences with the AT and can just not see a single human all day.

Day 10: 19.8 miles.

The highlight: rainy day.

I woke up this morning to more rain that fell on my store. He had rained most of the night and was expected to continue throughout today.

If I had to choose between putting my tent in the rain or packing it in the rain, my preference is the last. I was able to put dry clothes and rain equipment and pack quickly. I grabbed my food bag that Ursack hung in a distant tree and began to walk to heat again.

The rain continued and lit in the morning and I was lucky to have a morning rest without rain. In Break I put on a swollen jacket to heat and torn my gloves with winds to keep my hands hot.

Then, I lowered my head, turned on a podcast of ologies and obtained some miles. For lunch, I found a grass patch surrounded by pines for rain protection and quickly ate my tortilla, cheese and salami lunch. He had 11 miles on the day of lunch and pushed 20 or 24 miles due to how the ground and camps worked.

In the 20 mile camp, I decided that the best and most safe decision would be to stop at night. There was already a good camp area with a tent and space for more. I settled and ate a good trunk. For my energy level, I still had gas in my tank to do more miles, but I wasn’t sure I would have energy when I got there to eat hot dinner, brush my teeth and do other camping tasks. What if I got there and there were no remaining places to establish the camp? Would the energy have to continue walking even more to find the camp?

I think I made another wise decision. My feet were quite numb of cold rain and stream crossings and took several hours in my sleeping bag with two pairs of dry socks to heat them. The sun came out for the first time today at 7pm and appreciated the additional heat it brought from inside my store. I want to sleep around 7pm knowing that tomorrow the hiking climate would be much better.

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