Day 23, miles 30+ 22 found, 8-10 lost Hiked 13 hours
I always say I’m never lost, I’m just exploring. I love going off trail and bushwhacking. It’s always an adventure. Today was a different story.
Happy, The Boss, and I headed out early and together for once. We had to take a 19 mile detour around a 9 mile endangered species closure. After 4 miles I stopped to make a cup of coffee. Happy and The Boss carried on without me. That’s when things went south for me. lol. I can joke now!
After coffee and oatmeal I set off on my own. Somehow I missed a sharp turn and ended up on another detour. Problem was it was going south. My gps said I was still on the PCT, I went a few miles before I realized. I angrily turned back. I came to a sign that said PCT, so I headed up and into a high deep canyon. Again I went for miles. I stopped seeing the tell tale signs of pole marks in the ground. I checked my gps. I was miles away from the PCT. I screamed into the canyon and up to the mountains. I lifted my poles into the air and slammed them down on the earth. I swore and sobbed as I ran back along the trail. I hiked/ran back to a mile within where I left Happy and The Boss to find a sharp turn to the left that I had missed. It was now 12:05. I had been running around on the wrong trails for 3 1/2 hours.
I got to our intended camp spot around 8:15pm. It was so beautiful. It was on top of a mountain. I sat and ate my dinner, dehydrated shepherds pie and some peanut M & Ms. I could see city lights far below. Happy and the Boss were already tucked in.
I passed the 400 mile mark today.