Day 126 – 22 miles of water, 30 miles
We start the day before as usual, leaving the camp at 6 in the morning, our goal was ambitious: 30 miles, our longest day so far.
The morning began with a long climb, but at the top we were rewarded with a view to Mount Thielsen. Oregon, despite his reputation for being flat, has no shortage of impressive mountains. We stopped to take it before moving forward.
Soon we arrive at our first and only water source for the day. With a transport ahead of 22 miles, he felt that he remembers the desert. We leaked and fill in a good stream, chatting with some other hikers before continuing.
After another climb, we reached the highest point in Oregon and Washington on the PCT, of just over 7,000 feet. Compared to the mountains, it didn’t seem much, but it was still a milestone.
We stopped for lunch in the middle of the camp. The day heated and I found myself waiting to have enough water to pass. In the last miles, Chowder and I were miserable, wishing we would have taken a little more. Fortunately, we arrived at the camp before 6 pm, and had a water cache. We drank grateful and talked with several hikers from Sobo, and we realize that we were in the middle of the sobo bubble. After dinner with friends, we ended up looking The Baneo And he decided to sleep the next morning.
Day 127 – Refuge Cove Resort
We let ourselves «sleep in» until 5:30 and from the camp we left around 7 in the morning instead of walking along the PCT, we chose an alternative route to take refuge the Cove complex that promised less errors and less elevation. It was soft and easy to walk, if a little monotonous.
Halfway, we stopped at White Creek Horse Camp, where we fill out water and enjoy the luxury of a picnic table. Ten miles later, we take a break next to a lake with a view to the Peak of Diamond, dating in the water before advancing.
At the end of the afternoon, we arrived at Shelter Cove, a lovely house of Rodantes Casas at Lake Odell. The complex had a dedicated experimentist area with points of sale, a phenomenal hiker box and camping. We collected a refueling box that my incredible mother -in -law had sent, we took an early coffee from coffee, shower and washed the clothes. The rest of the night was recharging, both our devices and ourselves, while they went out with friends.
Beautiful sunset in Shelter Cove
Day 128 – See the sisters
Despite awakening early, we did not leave refuge until 8:30 am, the morning was wooded, which finally opened to a landscape dotted with lakes and ponds.
After lunch, we entered an important burning area that extended by miles. But on the horizon, we could finally see the desert of the sisters! It was exciting to detect the mountains that we would be walking in the next few days.
We push strongly and end up camping in a spectacular place in Lake Dies. The strong winds kept the mosquitoes, and even with a late beginning, we achieved 28 miles. Our rhythm continues to surprise me.
Our sweet camp
Day 129 – More Ponds and Lakes
We woke up with mosquitoes swaring out of the store. I always try to avoid bites since I get huge allergic hodels, but despite my best efforts, I still finish covered with them.
We walked quickly, partly to overcome mosquitoes and partly because we had another 30 mile goal. After filtering in a lake and stopping for lunch on another, we pass the crossing to Elk Lake Resort. We did not enter, but we paused some podcasts due to the excellent cell reception.
Later, after a climb, we were rewarded with impressive views of the three sisters. Towards the end of Day, we walk through South Sister, crossing a beautiful meadow before establishing a camp next to a stream with stretching and PDF. Dinner, exhaustion and then sleep closed another day of 30 miles.
Day 130 – Many rocks!
The morning was cloudy and grumpy, reminding me of Chowder and me at home. We start with a short climb through meadows full of wild flowers before reaching Obsidian Falls. We stopped to filter the water and chat with two section hikers that address Oregon.
Soon, the landscape became a volcanic world as we walked around the medium sister. The black rock fields felt from another world, but brutal on our feet. As much as I would like to admire the singularity, the constant blow was difficult.
At lunch, PDF and Stretch generously gave me some additional snacks and a macaroni with gluten -free gluten they had carried. I had little food, so additional calories were a gift.
In the afternoon, we stopped at the lake lakes camp for water and a bathroom before boarding a dry stretch of 13 miles, six miles of which were on sharp volcanic rock. It was exhausting, but we pushed and arrived at the camp just when the rain began.
We settled quickly, we got into the store and saw more Canon. Tomorrow we will arrive in the city and celebrate the 2,000 mile brand!
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