Day 131, 5 miles
Stehekin is an awesome vacation destination on the north end of Lake Chelan. There is a restaurant, a small store, a lodge, bike rentals, and the bestest bakery in the whole world. Stehekin is only accessible by boat or float plane. Last night we were camped in a very nice site behind the Visitor Centre.
After laundry, shower, egg sandwich, at the bakery, and several dips into the lovely water of Lake Chelan, I was ready to get going again. I decided to catch the last shuttle bus up the 13 mile dirt road to the PCT. Running-Back was ready too. We left Nemo frolicking in the lake with Macro, Stripes, and Lux. We caught the bus at 5:30pm, which dropped us off at the trailhead at 6:15.
I waved goodbye to grinning bus driver, Steve. Running-Back followed as I led her back over Highbridge and up the switchback trail. I remember looking back again at Steve, still grinning and watching us leave. Up the trail, and 15 minutes later I realized why Steve was grinning and what he was thinking, “Those silly women have gone the wrong way.”
Sigh. It’s been 4 1/2 months and almost 2,600 miles and I’m still going the wrong way. Back over Highbridge, and a very fast 5 miles later, we arrived at Bridge Creek Camp.
About a mile before we got to camp, we were startled by a noisy crashing in the bushes only feet away from us. It was a large animal. I stopped dead and went silent. Quick thinking Running-Back immediately started whacking her poles into the bushes. She yelled, “We know you’re in there! Just keep moving! You can hear us talking, now shoo!” It was hilarious. Running-Back. She’s mini, but she is mighty.
We set up our tents in the fading light. Running-Back went straight to bed. I went for a walk into the darkness and down the trail in my bare feet. I looked up at the trees and the sky. I will miss this.