Matthew helped me this time since we never saw the “real” marker.

I got to Sisters OR and resupplied. Then Matthew arrived from Redmond via San Francisco. I called a trail angel, Jim, who gave us a 15 mile ride to the trail. At the trailhead was Coppertone giving out Root Beer Floats! We said no thanks (we had just eaten lunch) and hiked in 3 miles through massive lava fields to our campsite. It is so so nice to have Matthew here – Woohoo! We are back on the trail and ready to start tomorrow.

I hiked beside tall snowy mountains with hills of rock rubble. I hiked through obsidian rock with sharp glass-like shards everywhere. I hiked through and up very steep hills of lava. I crossed and drank from mountain streams flowing with glacier melt. I was again hailed and rained on in the late afternoon. This place is other-worldly, and it reminded me of my time in the Sierra Nevada mountains. Today was a real challenge and it was so much fun.

Wow, it’s the last day of July and there is still snow on the ground here. I’ve met a few PCT Southbounders who say there is still snow in Northern Washington’s Cascades.

My hiking today was watched over by the Middle Sister. As in my life having married the middle sister.

As the picture shows my step length is approximately 61.25 cm. Using that and 2650 miles for the trail I should walk about 7 million steps.

After hundreds of miles of forest I am happy to see far off mountains while I hike.

But I’m really worried that being up so high on Koosah mountain that I’ll get rained on and get drenched. The sky has now darkened and I can hear thunder in the distance. The storm approaches. I’m in my tent, all my stuff is on my ground cloth inside, I’ve tied the back of the tent to a nearby tree with paracord, and the rain beak is down. The rain is just starting. Oh wait it’s not rain instead IT’S HAIL! Other than getting the heck out of here I’ve done all I can do. Time to sit it out and make dinner.

Update: After 2 hours it is all over. I’m fine. Overall it is now cooler and moister now.

Wow, I’m getting near to Sisters OR.

I’m not a very emotional guy, but this hike has effected me in deep ways. I have cried more in the past months than I have in years.

As I approached Tuolumne Meadows I stopped to talk to some day hikers about thru-hiking. As I explained how I had hiked all these miles and my son and partner were waiting for me around the corner I got all choked up and I told them I couldn’t talk any more and had to move on. Then when I finally found Justin and Stephanie I cried again. Not big crocodile tears but deep heartfelt ones of joy at seeing them after such a high-pressure, stressful, and difficult journey. I felt I could finally relax. I had pushed myself to my limits to get to them on that date.

Then seeing Kathy, my sweetheart and life’s partner, after Justin and I pushed and completed our hike to Echo Lake I cried again. I have missed her so. A few minutes later I tried to explain my compass charm to an onlooker and couldn’t get the words out. I tried to say that Kathy gave it to me so I would find my way back to her after this journey.

At the PCT midpoint I cried at getting that far and how hard it had been to do that. At the California – Oregon border I cried again because 1700 miles were behind me and I had completed a significant milestone.

Maybe it’s because I have done things that I never thought I could do. Each challenge I have accepted, solved and moved forward. I have not given up. From hiking in freezing 50-60 MPH winds to carrying a 40-45 pound pack to climbing high passes to negotiating my way across miles-long snow fields to crossing rushing frigid rivers this journey is the hardest thing I have ever done. Through all this it has made my emotions much closer to the surface.

Update: At the end I shed a tear or two also.