Pacific Crest Trail 2013

I first hiked the Pacific Crest Trail over the course of 1994 and 1996, then I hiked the whole thing in one go in 2013. During the latter hike I kept this website updated as I progressed up the trail. I still have about 45 hours of video to edit, but in the meantime there is a lot for you to look at here. Over the course of the 168 days I wrote 138,734 words and put 13,644 photos on this website.

April 17th, 2013 - 12:25pm
September 25th, 2013 - 5:05pm
July 20th, 2013
CaliforniaDump Creek to Ridge near White Ridge Spring
37.1 km today
2469.81 km total
23.05 mi today
1534.67 mi total
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Could not wake up and didn't get on the trail until 8:30am. Phone was almost dead so I had to walk up the trail a bit and park the solar charge in a sunbeam while I packed stuff up.

I could tell that today was already going to be too hot for cutoffs so back to the gray shorts it was.

There were a lot of gnats flying in my face all morning. I couldn't wait for the trail to start climbing out of the oak trees so the damn things would go away.

Stopped at a spring and made lunch/way early dinner. Read more of the Questlove book, it sure is good. A hiker I met last night said "yeah, books really eat up the miles in a day".

Today was, I think, the first day of the entire trip where I didn't talk to a single person, nor even had the chance. Once the trail was on the ridge I could see some lakes below with dirt roads to them.

At Lake Letsgetfuckedup I could hear faint voices yelling. It is Saturday night after all. I was surprised their voices carried that far up to the ridge where I was at.

After the climbing stopped I stashed my poles in my pack. I've kind of liked not hiking with them, the only time I really like them is going uphill. The rest of the time they are kind of a pain.

Got water from a spring and made camp on a ridge top. I have a nice view of Mt. Shasta. Unlike my camp last night, this one is totally exposed so I know I wouldn't sleep in tomorrow.

July 20th, 2013