PCT day 5 – Mount Laguna to Mile 63.6

PCT day 5 – Mount Laguna to Mile 63.6

PCT Day 5
Start: Mount Laguna – mile 42.7
End: PCT Mile 63.6
Distance: 20.9 miles (33.6 km)
Steps: 52622
Weather: clear skies, 7 degrees, high sustained winds of 35mph with gusts as high as 65-70mph

I slept really well last night safe from the wind inside the Mount Laguna Lodge and woke up ready to tackle the day. The goal was to hike approx 20 miles to a camp site that would put me in good position to make it to Julian on Friday. I left the safety of my comfy room at the  at 6:30 am into the cold windy air. There is a currently a wind advisory in effect for much of the Southern California mountains which happens to be where I presently am. The weather forecast is for sustained winds around 35-40 mph and gusts as high as 65 mph. So I was basically trying to walk a ridiculous distance, with a 45 lbs pack, whist Mother Nature laughed at me and tossed me around like a plastic bag. You know those weather reports they do when hurricanes are about to land… and they’ve got that poor reporter standing by the ocean trying to tell you just how windy it is. Well that was me.. except on ridge tops and cliffs instead of the ocean in the background.

I won’t lie… it was fun and entertaining for the first few hours but after that it got really exhausting.

The scenery was beautiful with the mountains in the distance as I walked alone listening to music all day. At one point I was so completely blown away by the beauty before me I had to tell someone. Fortunately I had cell service at that exact time.

I ate lunch at the pioneer mail picnic area which consisted of summer sausage and string cheese in a tortilla. I started to look for a place to set up camp around 4. I was beginning to gett tired and concerned that the wind would make any attempt to set up camp impossible. Finally at around 5pm I started a long down hill section and the winds got a bit less intense. At the bottom of the hill I found 5 people getting ready to set up camp and plenty more space. The wind is still hallowing so tonight I get to learn two things

  1. will my tent hold up in strong winds
  2. How will my sleep system perform at near freezing weather

I can unfortunately already tell you my tent is good at letting blowing dirt in. Everything is coated in dirt. So as the hiker trash I am now I lay me down to sleep in a bed of sand and dirt hoping for Mother Nature to be kinder tomorrow.

Fortunately the winds are suppose to die down overnight.

So I’m Hiking the PCT

So I’m Hiking the PCT

So I’m Hiking the PCT

I’m scared. I’m not exactly of what but sure but I feel fear now like I’ve never felt before in my life. At the moment I’m sitting on a plane flying thousands of kilometres away from my life, everyone and everything i know to begin an adventure that will take me 4200 Kms by foot. I’m afraid of failing, even though I’m not sure I know precisely what success would be. I’m afraid I’ve already failed myself by squandering my chance to better prepare. I’m afraid of what I’ll learn and what I’ll find walking, alone over the next few months. I’ve never doubted myself like this before.

At the same time none of this feels real. I still feel like I’ll wake up in my bed tomorrow. Next to my girlfriend and my dog begging me for breakfast. I’ll shower, put on my uniform and look proudly at myself in the mirror… my whole life now placed on pause or carrying on without me while I’ll be out here… walking.

Welcome to my PCT blog. I promise it won’t be as depressing as the last paragraph but i won’t promise that it won’t include some occasional TMI. God only knows what my unoccupied mind will come up with left alone without technology or humanity to occupy its time.

On Sunday April 8th, 2018 I will be dropped of at the Mexican Border and I will walk north. Should I traverse the 4200 kms of the PCT I will arrive at Manning provincial park sometime in September. I have been preparing for this journey for the last 2 years. I’ve spent entirely too much time reading gear reviews, trail reports, blogs, vlogs and anything else PCT related I could get my hands on. I’m excited to start this journey and experience what ever adventure may come.

I hope you enjoy reading about me living another day in paradise.

West Coast Trail – Day 7

West Coast Trail – Day 7

Michigan Creek to Northern Terminus 14km

Up early as we have to make the 12 km hike (as per the official map 14 km by my GPS) in time to catch the West Coast Trail bus at 12:45. Of course it is raining once again but I long ago gave up caring. Today I care even less because tonight I will sleep in a warm dry bed after a long hot shower. I took one last walk out to the beach and saw a mink enjoying the sand. He was completely oblivious to me standing there watching him roll around and lazily stretch. I was up and on the trail by 6am. Could have left later but I wanted to be able to take my time and enjoy the scenery.

The trail today was all inland with occasional view of the ocean. I took the side path to the sea lion haul out rock which gets you pretty close to the incredible animals and offers some stunning views. The sun eventually came out… people starting the trail today have nothing but sunny skies in the forecast… I won’t lie I’m a tad bit bitter. Eventually I came across an old abandoned motorcycle sitting in the middle of the trail.

I was in a world of pain today as the past 6 days have definitely taken a toll on me. But some good tunes and amazing scenery helped me get through the final stretcher.

After 2 sets of final ladders I reached the end of the West Coast Trail and a small part of me just wanted to turn around and start hiking back. 

West Coast Trail – Day 6

West Coast Trail – Day 6

Tsusiat Falls to Michigan Creek – 11 kms

Woke up early this Monday morning and said goodbye to Tsusiat Falls. Took some time to myself and listened to some music while reflecting on the past few days. Starting to get excited to have some real food and a hot shower but its bitter sweet as I’ll be leaving this insanely gorgeous trail. For all its mental and physical challenges this short 77 km walk in the park kicks you hard leaving you no choice to kick back harder. Today was 11 kms to Michigan creek (as per my GPS). The sun finally made another appearance which made the day much better as the path ventured both in land and along the beach. Almost randomly I stumbled across 2 red lawn chairs overlooking a cliff towards the ocean. I think these are part of Parks Canada 150 celebrations or something as I saw the same thing out in the east coast. I took a seat to rest my legs for a minute but fell asleep and was woken up by another group of hikers.

I arrived at camp happy to see a fire already burning and we spent the night watching the Sun set and carving our names into a buoy. These buoys are found marking beach access routes and hanging throughout the various campsites along the trail. many hikers before us have left there mark by carving their names just as we did tonight on our last night on this wild trail.

 

 

West Coast Trail – Day 5

West Coast Trail – Day 5

Cribs Creek to Tsusiat Falls – 19.5 kms

Up bright and early to be welcomed by the rain and mist. Really the best way to describe the weather today was heavily fogging out and really wet. I packed up quickly and was on my way and after a few kms grabbed the beach access route. There were some challenging sections with slippery rocks but nothing near as bad as Owen Point. Next up was a beautiful sand beach that seemed to go on forever. Had it been warm and sunny I would have definitely gone in for a swim!.

The trail then enters into Diditat traditional territories (one of the First Nations that live along the trail route). Here the trail actually looked like a real walkable trail which was a nice change of pace. The forest here just seemed magical.

The first stop of the day was at Nitnat Narrows where one can order fresh crab, salmon or halibut. When I say fresh I mean its caught from this tidal river less less than 100 meters from where you eat it. They had a piping hot wood stove and cold beer… life was grand. We crossed the Nitnat river via the ferry where we were greeted by the most challenging mud puzzles yet before hitting the beach route. Along the final stretch to camp we walked with the ocean to our left and towering cliffs to the right. This was suppose to be a 17km section without water sources… maybe later in the season this is true but there was abundant water available all day long.

It has rained all day but fortunately stopped just as we were setting up camp. We were even able to score some dry wood and dry out our water logged feet.

Drank my filtered water directly from a waterfall and went to bed happy.