Alone In The Oregon Woods
It’s Sunday morning. I prepare a cardboard sign to make the hitch out of Ashland to the trail a little easier. Read more
It’s Sunday morning. I prepare a cardboard sign to make the hitch out of Ashland to the trail a little easier. Read more
Andy’s dad and his wife drive us further north. So I get to sit a bit more in this enormously gigantic car and be very comfortably driven all the way up.
It is 5.50 am, I eat a Snickers bar for breakfast. Here in the desert you can only eat them in the morning after a cool night. During the day, you would have to deal with Snickers soup.
Alright… Laying in my tent, it is 5pm! Never made camp so early. But have never been in a PCT storm before either!
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Today, I am going to field test two new sexy gear items:
I will pitch the new lightweight (!) tent in the backyard and cook lunch with my new lightweight (!) stove.
This is bad.
I tested my trail-runners extensively.
Now my feet hurt.
I have not set foot on the PCT yet but my feet already hurt!
Now what?
Oh Dear.
“Which shoes shall I wear on the PCT” is such a difficult decision.
I need to get this right (this time).
As I am experienced in having a trillion of blisters on my feet (fond memories of the Camino del Norte), I want to get it right.
The concept of “hiking lightweight” is fairly new to me.
When I hiked the “Camino del Norte” in Spain, my pack was WAY (!) too heavy in the beginning.
I threw away and sent home tons of stuff.
This time, I will go “lightweight”.
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