PCT SOBO DAY 33 – Should I eat at Timberline Lodge?

Day 33

Home: Paradise Park Loop alternate, mile ~ 550

END: Timothy Lake, Mile 575.2

Walked miles: ~ 25.2 miles

Last night there was a little wind, which prevented me from sliding to a deep sleep for a while. Then, this morning, I slept a little later than usual, but finally I packed and left my camp almost perfect.

This morning’s goal was to get to Timberline Lodge to see him. I didn’t have a box there or planned to eat buffet breakfast, but it still looked like a great stop. I had about 5 miles to walk to get there, but while walking, my legs felt heavy and slow.

A light cloud layer covered part of the sky. As the morning progressed, the clouds expanded and darkened. It seemed that the rain was in today’s forecast! That did not stop the current of the hikers of one day that came from the direction of Timberline Lodge. They were everywhere! I realized that I was approaching the shelter when the hikers of the day were energetic and excited about their walk.

Soon, I spent a game of skiing elevators and then I saw the famous gray building. I did it! And despite not planning eating buffet breakfast, my complaint stomach directed me directly to the dining room. I saw some other sobo hikers in the small dark room and said my greetings. To my surprise, I demolished two food dishes and felt that I could have filled another. I still think the buffet was too expensive, but it was worth the novelty of a buffet in the trail.

While having breakfast, I saw a gentleman with a PCT shirt and asked him if he was a hiker. It turns out that it was Papa Joe from Luna Casa! If you don’t know, he and his wife were Trail Angels for 20 years, organizing hikers in southern California before closing its doors a few years ago. Throughout my PCT investigation, Casa de Luna always appeared as a must. Knowing a legend on the road really made my day!

After saying goodbye and paying my bill, I took a few minutes to explore the shelter. There was so much history contained here! From the small museum on the ground floor to the intricate sizes and symbols in the carpentry, there was much to do. I was surprised to discover that the shelter was built as part of the New Deal de Fdr. I had no idea! I definitely want to return and visit again.

Back along the way, it was time to descend. The path was like the beach; The fine rock sprayed in sand got into my shoes while going down. Once I arrived in the wooded area, I had to throw my shoes and see the sand flying.

The rest of the day was easy walking through the forest along a relatively flat road. I met a couple of people who read my blogs (thanks for the support!) And I took a brief blue glow to see Little Crater Lake, a magnificently blue group.

With foot pains and ready to be still at night, I walked the last 1.5 miles to my camp on Timothy Lake. Another sobo that had been jumping was there, as well as a section hiker. In the lake, the baby ducks played and the navigators floated in the water. I loved listening to the sounds of the family across the lake enjoying its outdoor summer. It was a quiet night.

And that is a day in the life of a PCT Sobo hiker!

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