We found ourselves at Grumpy Bear’s once again for an all-you-can-eat breakfast. The small restaurant was packed with PCT hikers who took the claim as…
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In the morning I ate a handful of crushed Fritos for breakfast. It was all I had. Despite my effort to ration, I was…
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In the morning I found that I was unable to revive my phone after shutting it off the night before. The boot screen would…
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The sky was calm when I woke.
I was still rattled from the day before. Struggling against the windstorm nearly sent me into an all-out…
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I took my time in the morning and made breakfast before attempting the daunting stretch north. Today was the day we would hike the LA…
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I slept restlessly that night, cold and dehydrated, and deflated my sleeping pad at the first sign of morning light. I lied motionless on…
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In the morning Terrie drove us to the trailhead where we’d begin an eleven mile road walk around a fire closure.
“Poles, phones and sunglasses!”…
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I woke up a lot earlier than I expected, surprisingly well-rested. I found a spot on one of the couches on the front driveway…
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Kat and I woke up at the same time that morning, so I was able to pack away my groundsheet without having to pull…
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The wind changed direction early in the morning and I woke to the pungent smell of the nearby pit toilets. Around me were close…
