Oregon! Yippee! – The walk

Greetings from Ashland, Oregon!

For many hikers who came from Mexico, the entrance to Oregon marks the end of his trip. Not literally, but the most difficult part is complete and it is clear to navigate from now on.

Although I still have a long way to go, it is still a funny milestone. I feel stronger and stronger every day and, although I don’t think I have my path of path yet, I don’t feel as naive as when I started. So, for me, it’s like graduating from high school and now I am a first -year student. It is still a lot to learn.

The PCT winds so much, why can’t we walk straight?

One thing I noticed in this section more than any other, was the high rate of how we will say?- shortcuts.

Seiad’s escalation was about 6000 feet of climbing in approximately 10 miles. But, I could take a forest road that cut 1000 feet of climbing and some miles.

Everyone has their own definition of what constitutes walking through the PCT. Walk your own walk, they say. But I suspect that when you are so close to Oregon and ended, you are much more willing to bend your own definition of what you want to say when you say: «I did the PCT.» Take a forest path and cut a few miles? Demon, yes! Sometimes I was dismayed by discovering that hikers who had been behind me were suddenly ahead of me. It is not that it is a career or anything. I keep telling me that. Certainly I can’t take the «high path» (word game) because I also did this in Castella, where the path made this residential change, but a path went down directly to 3 miles from our trip.

An emotional moment

I had my first tears along the way. I was walking in the morning sun, listening to music, taking care of Heather Houston’s spark, just when I entered a quiet woody area shaded. Somehow, the combination of music and lyrics and beautiful forests raised emotions. I was completely alone, so let the tears fall uninhibited. I wasn’t sure what I was crying.

Here are the letters:

And we will worry each other
As the world around us fades
And we tend to the spark
Of hope that lives within our afflicted hearts
And we are here now, in this present moment
Raising our voices and hearts
And we are here now, we have joined
We are attending the spark of hope
Oh that grows
And we will worry each other

Ashland, I come here!

Arriving through the mountains to Ashland was full of incredible wild flower exhibitions.

Dawn on the way to Ashland

Thank you!

My husband tid me in Ashland and we enjoyed a day zero together. Two nights in a bed! What a luxury. I am very grateful for T for making all the arrangements and also dealing with the elements of the growing list to bring. Some equipment and clothing are changing.

I am also grateful with Mustaza Patty for letting me use his refueling that I had sent to Seiad. It was fun to have some different snacks and meals than would normally pack. And although I can say for sure that I prefer coffee to Matcha, provided great energy on the path (and made my poop) green).

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