Time has a way of losing meaning here. Looking back in last month, the days seem to have been erased in a single stretch of steps, meals and changing skies. After walking one of the most difficult sections of the path, Neapolitan and I are fighting the trail blues. Our energy went down, the land became more demanding and our spirits felt heavier.
Image source: «Fog Rolling in», July 2025.
I tried everything to change my mood: to ride a bicycle through Spotify reproduction lists, a handful of podcasts and, finally, the quiet rhythm of my own steps tear against the earth. Thousands of thoughts swirled, some strong, others calm but persistent. And then there were the comments of strangers who sank deeper than he wanted to admit:
They: «Are you walking through the section?»
Ee. Uu.: «No, walking south to field, ca!»
They: «Oh … are you going to achieve it?»
We smiled, we explain that yes, walking until December is normal, yes, there will probably be snow in the mountains, and yes, we are ready for another four months here. But somewhere inside, those seeds of doubt began to grow.
«Could this walk even end?»
«Why does my trust feel so unstable?»
«Were they out of the path every day to reach me?»
Finally, I exhaled and let everything go. Here, time is nothing more than light and climate, the distance between campsites or the promise of a meal in the city. However, hikers, including myself, still manage to bring society anxieties in our packages; Concerns about schedules, snow and speed. Everyone is so hurry to finish that they forget the point of all this: simply be, breathe, take what the path has to offer.
What the path offered
This section of path offered rocks. Many of them. Beautiful in its robust way, shining in the afternoon sun, but completely relentless. At the end of each day, my feet were bruised and sore, and each step felt like a negotiation with pain.
Image source: «The ‘Look But Touch’ Lake, July 2025.
Image source: «Those WA mountains», July 2025.
Image source: «Up The Rocky Slope», July 2025.
Image source: «Pass Cathedral», July 2025.
When we arrive at the lateral path near the Pass cathedral of Snoqualmie Pass, we hooked with thanks to the city and took a trip to the Seattle airport. From there, it was a whirlwind to help my mother move to Montana and provide Kona, our sweet dog, with all the love we had been saving for months.
Image source: «On the way again», July 2025.
The trip from Sacramento through Nevada and even Montana took a day and a half. The sun was relentless, baking the car, but we were grateful for the buzzing of the air conditioning and the simple joy of seeing the landscape from the desert to mountain.
White Pass & Side Quest: Trail Days
A week later, we were back in Washington, ready to collect where we had left. We walk our final stretch in Snoqualmie Pass just to find ourselves trapped by the cold rain. So we expect the best way we knew how, with fatty pizza and fear movies, before he finally returned to nature.
Image source: «Sunset in the Cascades», August 2025.
Image source: «Uploading the slope of the mountain», August 2025.
Image source: «Wild flowers flourishing», August 2025.
Image Source: «Mt. Rainier National Park», August 2025.
Image source: «Views of Mount Rainier», August 2025.
Not long after, we deviate in Enumclaw, Washington. A friendly family welcomed us, offered hot showers, fresh fruit of his garden and a cozy night of shared stories. These paths of trails reminded us of the quiet generosity that threw this community.
When we arrived at White Pass, the air had become sharp and wet. We communicated with our friend Aquaman for whim and asked him if he wanted to join us during the days of PCT in Cascade Locks. He said yes, and so, we left again. He returned to the life of the city, music and camaraderie of hikers.
PCT Days was all that we expected to be. I met Bearvault’s teams and the walk, I picked up a fresh team and soaked in the strange magic of being surrounded by hundreds of people who understand it. Here, we can all walk different steps and pursue different reasons, but we share the same wild love on the path.
Image source: «The PCT class of 2025», August 2025.
Image source: «The PCT Days Raffle», August 2025.
Image source: «False PCT tattoo», August 2025.
Image Source: «Coffee Triple Crown», August 2025.
Wild backcount and the south of March
Our time in the city was short, and before realizing, we were back at the beginning of the path, in the direction of Trout Lake, our last city of Washington.
The path ahead was electric. We begin to see more and more hikers north, his bright eyes with the proximity of his finish line. His joy was contagious.
And then the Goat Rocks desert arrived, the most impressive part of the state. The irregular ridges were cut to the sky, the air smelled of alpine and the glacier melts, and the views made all the sore muscles worth it.
Image source: «Following Ridgeline», August 2025.
Image source: «Goat Rocks Wilderness», August 2025.
Image source: «Camita de Cabra Roce Rocas», August 2025.
Image source: «Walk through Mount Adams», August 2025.
Image source: «Mount Adam is in the distance», August 2025.
Image source: «Sunrise in Goat Rocks», August 2025.
Image source: «Hiking for glaciers», August 2025.
Image source: «climbing the desert», August 2025.
The hikers full of emotion, exchanging stories about what they had seen or what they would come later. We accumulate in truck beds to hook ourselves to the city, we share berries with strangers that offered magic of paths and delight in the pure simplicity of these fleeting and perfect moments.
Image source: «Hitch To Trout Lake», August 2025.
Image source: «Huckleberries and Yogurt», August 2025.
The final thrust to the border
And then, as a dream, we are treading the bridge of the gods, that iconic stretch that marks Washington’s crossing to Oregon.
Image source: «Rolling Hills and Mt. Hood», August 2025.
Image source: «Sunset», August 2025.
Image source: «Road Walk», August 2025.
Image source: «Bridge of the Gods», August 2025.
He felt surreal. We celebrate with a coffee tracking, we find new friends and laugh at how fast those last kilometers had flown. The mountains gave way to the pavement, the river shone under our feet, and suddenly, we were in Oregon. Ready for what has come later.
Image source: «Cascade Locks Terminus», August 2025.
Image source: «Cascade Locks Terminus», August 2025.
Learnings / inspiring appointments
Do not let others govern your life, mind or path. Everyone has opinions and insecurities. No matter what you do, someone will not agree with you, you will not like or will not understand you. The point is to do things that make you feel like a good person. That makes you feel as if you are living your best life. This is not its story, it is yours.
Statistics in the desert:
Temperature range: 36 ° -107 °
GENERAL LOCATION: LEAVENWORTH, WA A CASCADA LOCKS, OR
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