September 6, 2022 Campsite at mile 2438.8 to Mig Lake at mile 2457.7 19 miles I wake up grudgingly. I’m not looking forward to today after how painful yesterday was. I hear Jumbo moving around but ignore it for as long as I can until the peer pressure incites me to start moving. Ugh. I’m …
September 5, 2022 Campsite at mile 2418.7 to campsite at mile 2438.8 20.1 miles “Are you getting up?” “I mean, yeah. I have to pee.” Jumbo makes his eyebrows do that thing that’s simultaneously sad and entreating and endearing. I sigh. “Yes, I’ll get your food bag.” “YAYE!” I’m pretty sure he’s learned this pronunciation, …
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September 4, 2022 Campsite at mile 2397.8 to campsite at mile 2418.7 21 miles This morning is beautiful, but I’m not thrilled about finishing this climb. Jumbo and I pack up lethargically and then start moving slowly up the slope like two old, broken-down machines. We warm up around the time we see Tribute chilling …
September 3, 2022 Mirror Lake at mile 2385.6 to campsite at mile 2397.8, with a stop in Snoqualmie Pass 12.2 miles Wait, I just realized that the title of this post sounds like a band name. A little clunky? Maybe. Maybe they play butt rock with plastic hardware store buckets. Maybe it’s experimental jazz, the …
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September 2, 2022 Campsite at mile 2362.3 to Mirror Lake at mile 2385.6 23.3 miles I don’t know what hits me this morning, but I wake up with an uncharacteristically large amount of energy. Jumbo isn’t even rustling around with his oatmeal packets yet, and Tribute is still in Slug Mode. But I have a …
August 19-20, 2022 August 19: 7.3 non-PCT miles, 0 PCT miles August 20: 0 miles Tribute is abnormally energetic this morning. “It’s TOWN DAY!” he roars, packed up long before Jumbo or I are even out of our tents. It takes us a minute to get moving, and we’re slow when we do. It feels …
July 25, 2022 Scott Mountain Campground at mile 1560.3 to campsite at mile 1586.1 25.8 miles My alarm goes off at the disturbing time of 4:35, and I immediately set about the very important work of ignoring it. I hear Jumbo and Tribute rustling around for at least 15 minutes, but it’s as if my …
Sarahmarie Specht-Bird 