Category: Pete’s PCT Journal

  • Day 16 (Pete)

    Day 16 I think: Since I mail these off at each town I don’t really have the luxury off referencing yesterdays to be sure. Its Wednesday. I’m pretty sure. May 1st, maybe 2nd. The date display on my point and shoot reads May second. It could be wrong. I only like the feature because it…

  • Day 15 (Pete)

    A cold and hungry night passed restlessly. The first seven miles flew by effortlessly so we decided on an early lunch at Dobsen Trail Camp. We cooked with the last of our water. Unfortunately, as we would have known if we had prudently checked before hand, Dobsen spring was dry. The next six miles would…

  • Day 14 (Pete)

    The Motorcycle guys told us yesterday it was Sunday. The sun was already over the ridge when we woke up. Regardless it was a cold, slow start. We walked and walked and walked as the sun rose higher. It turned into a pleasant day. Warm with plenty of shade from tall pines. There were several…

  • Day 13 (Pete)

    Nothing sinister happened. Today was easy, in one sense, because we went short on the mileage. We did have to labor up 5000 vertical feet almost a mile strait into the sky. Now, thanks to our efforts, we are at 8000 ft. high in the San Bernadino Mountains. The air is much cooler, there are…

  • Day 12 (Pete)

    Day 12: “People ask me what its like to go on walks like this and I just (smiles and shakes his head.) I Mean you can show ’em the pictures, read ’em the words, sing ’em the songs but…” -Walkin Jim Stoltz Today is perhaps impossible to put into words. It has been far and…

  • Day 11 (Pete)

    Day 11 was hard. Night time 11 is going to be windy. We got up with just a peek of light, packed up quick and headed out. After about a mile of descent we decided assuredly that we were going in the wrong direction. Lo’ and behold, our camp was named Strawberry Junction as it…

  • Day 10 (Pete)

    It seems hard to believe it has only been ten days since I was waking up at home. It seems hard to believe it has only been ten days since I was in a city. It seems like half a lifetime. It was the most beautiful day by far today. Dyl’s leg was in good…

  • Day 9 (Pete)

    Today was a nice relaxing day for me. There is a great deal of irony to the break. Dyl strained, pulled, sprained something in one of his thighs. It seemed that he was taking much too much time to catch up. I waited a long time, eventually backtracking only to find him hobbling along. He…

  • Day 8 (Pete)

    I drank two point five liters of water at Tule this morning. Try that sometime. We saw a big ‘ol rattlesnake stretched across the trail right after breakfast. It’s head was about an inch and a half across and it was six to seven feet long. Fortunately, it was early morning and snake was cold…

  • Day 7 (Pete)

    There is nothing I would like better than to go to the sink and drink some water; or, perhaps even venture down to am/pm for a Super-Tanker tm. Today was exceedingly difficult for me. Strange too. We got the package from Warner Springs. There was a care package from Siri which we split for breakfast.…