PCT SOBO DAY 56 – A horrible wound

Day 56

Home: Mount chair, mile 1021.3

END: TENTSITE, MILLA 1047.0

Walked miles: 25.3 miles

Capboy camping last night had its pros and cons. The rumor about the threatening deer came true when the deer I had seen last night kept me awake all night. He came several times, making a blown and trampling noise. It was unwaveringly after my pipí (and salt), so even when I tried to scare him, he came back.

On the other hand, I had a magnificent view of the night sky all night. There were no clouds in the sky and I could even see the Milky Way. How many times in my life had he as discovered under the open sky? Not too many. I felt connected to earth, time and humanity in a way that seemed timeless.

Due to my restless night, I woke up well before dawn and packed my things. While having breakfast, I noticed that my food was running out. I had enough to get to Etna, but that was all. Walking, the first miles of the day were flat and pleasant. I could probably have done them after dinner last night, I thought it was probably better that I had rested.

After a short climb, I entered the heart of Marble Mountain Wilderness. He was almost transported back to Washington; The deep valleys occupied the bowls formed by the surrounding mountains. The orange stone sandstones formed the path for a moment, which led me to the views of the surrounding lakes. The wild mountain flowers that I had not seen in a time, such as the Indian brush, returned. Whoever says that Northcal is boring or is not beautiful is lying.

I spent a couple of guys who were out for a several days and had donkeys with them. They said it was much more fun to ride the way to walk. I’m not so sure of that.

When I arrived at the crest where I would walk most of the day, the temperature had increased considerably. I felt I was in an oven; The heat came from all sides. I could only find a respite in the shade. Even so, the surrounding landscape was magnificent and I didn’t have to climb too much in that section.

After lunch and a 20 -minute nap in the shade, I continued advancing, this time with my umbrella. The little shadow I could create really helped me stay fresh. I spent a team of paths doing some maintenance (thank you!), So when I heard what sounded like metal in rock, I thought it could be another crew that would work in parallel. It turns out that it was a group of cows! Yes, there were cows almost at the top of the mountain. Why they were there, I wasn’t sure, but they seemed to know what they were doing.

Finally I reached the top of the climb I was and took another break in the shade. The heat was relentless! While I continued, I passed a lake adjusted in the corner of a Col a Rocky and wanted to jump so much on him. He remembered Lake Alpine Rocky and fueled by snow in Washington where he had swam before. But, it was a little out of trace and a little in the elevation. If I could jump and land safely on the lake, I would do it!

With just a few more miles, I decided to take a break and dinner. I was peaning! The heat and climbing really took my energy. I found a place on a chair that had a good breeze, and enjoyed being still for a while.

My last 6 miles were easy compared to the previous 6. As the sun descended, the temperature fell a little and a good breeze passed through the mountains. The path was mainly flat, but through an extensive area of ​​burns. As I approached the sunset, the colors around me grew in intensity. Soon, the clouds and the sky were pink and blue cotton. The photos simply do not do justice.

Before I could prepare my store for the night, I had to get water from a spring that was a bit far. The sky was now dark, so as I advanced in the forest area not burned, I missed a small trunk that was out of the way. My foot caught him and, because he still had some united branches, he got tangled up. I tried to free myself, but I could feel falling. Without a doubt, on earth, I terrified, but my pimp did not have so much luck. When I fell, my pimp hit a rock that was in perfect alignment with her. Oh! I didn’t break anything, but I got a good wound (and a lot of blood!) I still had to get water and return to my camp before I could address my wound.

After configuring my tent and locating everything, I looked at my leg. A thick shiny red blood line flowed from the middle of my pimp to my sock. While I took my blood, I realized that I looked worse than it really was. I cleaned the wound, snuggled it with an alcohol pad and added neosporine and a bandage. It was almost new (except lateral hematoma under it).

While I decided to sleep after all that emotion, I had a surprise more to face. I could listen to steps on the way behind me reach the store area. Then they stopped just behind my store. It was a black launch outside, so I had no idea who I was dragging. Not wanting to be a victim of a random attack without seeing who was first, I put on my glasses, I put on my lighthouse and confronted the author. Illuminated in the dark, it had 4 legs and a very open eye look. It was a deer! Satisfied that I was not going to be killed by an ax murderer tonight, I returned to my quilt and fell asleep.

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

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