PCT SOBO DAY 67 – SAVED BY A CACE

Day 67

Home: Burney Mountain Guest Ranch, outside Mile 1244.5

END: Cache 22, Mile 1260.8

Walked miles: 16.3 miles

Sleeping in a bed was not the same as sleeping in my store. While I appreciated the soft bed, I missed the fresh air and cold temperatures to sleep outdoors. Even so, I slept a little and then started to wash clothes and breakfast.

When I arrived in the dining room, the other hikers were there, as well as a Sweden hike that had not seen from the first Washington. We ate the mass breakfast together and talked about the plans for the next section. He had a package to collect in the next city, so it seemed that we could be out of synchronization in the next few days.

I spent the morning relaxing and eating as much as possible to prepare for the next stage. There were clouds in the sky keeping the temperature low, which was perfect. After lunch, it was time to leave. Group per group, we all go out, back to the desert.

Just a few miles of the day, the clouds broke and the sun began to shine. Once again, I had to put my umbrella to find some relief from the sun’s rays. Just when I began to panic for not having enough to reach the next water source, I found a large group of people sitting in the middle of the path. They were all the sobo! There was also another couple who had not yet known.

It turns out that someone had stored water in cache for hikers, making this long and dry stretch a little easier. Thank you, Trail Angels! We all curl up in the small shadow we could find, cheating the greatest amount of water and the mixture of electrolytes as we could.

Speaking to the other hikers, we all went to the same place to camp: Cache 22. Cache 22 was a huge water tank that was full of water reliably, so it was the perfect place to camp in this long section with few or no natural water sources.

Once again, we all leave one by one, going to our own steps to reach the same place. After a couple of floor -walk miles, the path uploaded a crest and I stayed there the rest of the day. The clouds swirled in the distance, throwing rain in the distant mountains. Finally, Lightning illuminated the dark clouds and the collection wind.

However, the stormy scene was a great sunset. I arrived at the camp a few minutes before the sun was completely put on. While the others rolled, we made and had dinner with front light. When our midnight conversation after midnight ended, we feel some consistent rain drops, our signal to address our stores.

While I curled up in my comforter, the wind howled around my store. I was grateful that my store stakes were firmly on the floor and there were no trees on me.

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

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