Day 1

Sand Point to Pincher Creek

Maps, his lovely wife, Trail Boss, and his lovely mom picked Yard Sale and I up at 8am. After a passport check and some goodbyes, we hit the road and hiker banter began. A bag of chips and tens of stories later, we stopped in Coleman to score our official GDT bag tags at the local coffee shop.

We found our hotel in Pincher Creek and the ominous clouds spewed rain and hail. We had a lovely, filling dinner at a fusion restaurant which left me sleepy. It was an early night with a scheduled 6am departure for Waterton.

Drive to Waterton

Leaving promptly at 6am, we were treated with a world class sunrise and a double rainbow disappearing into the storm clouds over Waterton’s magnificent mountains. We stopped at the Waterton Hotel for some windy pictures of the lake before the sun hid for the remaining morning.

At the trailhead we took a starting selfie and charged down the trail in the cool and damp morning. The thimble berries tasted great and car washed our legs and shoes. We met a family of NOBO deer who casually walked past us.

I was elated to arrive at the monument that I have seen in so many pictures. The weather was overcast but, the spirits were high. It’s tradition to jump off the dock into the water. The cool temps and water made this a reluctant choice.  Embracing the once in a lifetime opportunity, I stripped and jumped in. Shouts driven by the cold water echoed across the lake as Map took photos and we all laughed! Yard Sale was next with a perfect jack knife and Trail Boss with a vertical entry.

Dry clothes back on I added the rain jacket to shield the shower that ushered our exit from the border. The walk back was quiet as we slowly warmed up as we met day hikers with dogs.

We scored some huge burritos and berry margaritas at the taco place before shopping the town and visiting the visitors center. Back at the motel  took a much needed Power Nap before dinner. Soo Sushi had salty pork fried noodles to fill the stores. A stop at DQ and Walmart rounded the evening.

For a Good Cause

This hike is a bit different than my others. We are hiking to support the Ethanmurrayfund.org, a 501c3 organization that helps provide resources for those seeking help with mental health issues. The organization helps to match candidates with counselors and therapists in our community. The “EMF” also gives scholarships to students looking to pursue education in the mental health field. You can find out more at Ethanmurrayfund.org

We pull out tomorrow for the first full day of adventure on the GDT!

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Dholavira is located in the Rann of Kutch, and is one of the most important UNESCO World Heritage Sites in India. Dholavira is also one of the largest and best-preserved Indus Valley Civilization cities, flourishing around 2600–1900 BCE. This advanced urban settlement was inhabited by early human societies, featuring sophisticated water management systems, stepwells, and grid-patterned streets. Several archaeological finds like seals, pottery, and beads were found from this site.

This morning I was up bright and early and was feeling energized by the prospect of heading into town. I only had 31 miles to go to get to the road where I can hitch into Chester. And only had 23 miles to go to reach the PCT halfway point! Today is only day 41 of my hike along the PCT. Which means I walked from Mexico to the halfway point in 41 days. That is around 1330 miles. Which means I’ve averaged about 32 miles a day on the PCT. I’m very happy with that.

The sun had barely come up by the time I was packed up and leaving camp. Data was having breakfast so I said goodbye to him. He’s also planning on going into Chester today so maybe I will see him later on today. It felt nice to hike out on my own this morning though. It’s super fun hiking with other people, but I think I’m just way too used to my own routine. At this point, I’m spending all of my time hiking alone for the most part. That’s just something I’ve gotten really good at. And I’m especially really good at zoning out and letting time slip away when I’m going solo. So this morning I was looking forward to just putting my head down and crushing some miles.

I was pleasantly surprised to wake up this morning feeling at least a little bit better after all my falling yesterday. My left hand is still incredibly sore but a little bit more usable than last night. I still definitely can’t get water bottles out of my pockets or even unscrew a water bottle with my left hand. But it doesn’t hurt nearly as much when it’s at my side as it did last night. Last night it was throbbing with every single step that I took. Today it was just pretty sore and off limits for use. My right hand was also pretty sore, and two of my knuckles were super bruised. At least you don’t really use your hands very much while hiking on the Pacific Crest trail. Because now I have two bum hands.

The train this morning was really nice and easy. I really didn’t have too much elevation gain to do at all. But I did wind up getting some really nice and exposed views as the day went on. Today was another day of walking continuously through the damage of the Dixie burn. The PCT in this area is just completely decimated. All that remains are the black remnants of trees. And the small amount of fresh growth that has come into the forest over the last few years. I guess the monotony of the views in a way did help the day to go by quickly. Because time just seemed to fly. I was also quite motivated by getting into town to relax.

Over the course of the morning and early afternoon, I went past a bunch of hikers. I actually wound up running into Happy Meal, a hiker who I met back at a water cache after leaving Julian. He was hanging out and sitting with another hiker named Jay, who I had messaged back-and-forth with on Instagram prior to meeting. It was so cool to see Happy Meal again and we actually wound up walking together for at least maybe a mile or so.

Then we went past another hiker who Happy Meal knew, and he veered off to go talk with him. After that, I just continued along solo as always. I would go past a ton more hikers over the course of the day. Lately, it seems like I’ve been playing one of my least favorite hiking games a little bit too much. With all of the hikers that I’m seeing on trail, I often come across people who want to race. Today I had two hikers come up super fast behind me and passed me going at least 4 mph, which is totally fine!

I was actually doing something on my phone at the time so I was going even slower. But I certainly don’t go 4 mph. So they got by super quick and then got up ahead pretty fast as well. My thing is I either want someone to pass me or fall behind. I really don’t like walking in a train with a bunch of people. Especially when you’re not hiking together or talking to each other. I really don’t want to be able to see or hear anyone unless we’re hiking together. Maybe that’s entitled of me? But it’s at least my preference.

The thing that’s been happening a lot lately though is that a hiker will blow past me going 4 mph, and then almost immediately slow down. It’s totally fine if someone wants to pass me. But I don’t understand the logic of speeding up to pass someone just to slow down again. It’s like cars! That is just as annoying on the road as it is on the trail. If everyone just hiked at the pace they are comfortable with then this wouldn’t be a problem. So a couple people over took me and then not long after that I wound up passing by them. I asked them if they wanted to get up ahead again because their pace was fast. And they seemed confused and just wound up going behind me. And I never saw them again.

That’s just happened a few different times now and isn’t my favorite thing. I don’t mind passing people along the trail and I don’t mind them passing me. But I really don’t wanna be bouncing back-and-forth repeatedly. It just takes away time and honestly feels exhausting for some reason.

The rest of the day absolutely flew by. I wound up getting to the PCT halfway point just after 1 PM. Which meant I was already 23 miles into the day and was making great time. There were actually like seven or eight hikers sitting by the halfway monument. I asked one of them to take my picture and then just continued along. I was super excited to bang out the next 7 miles and get into town for the night.

From there on out, it was basically all downhill to the road into town. Other than a small hundred foot climb here there. I was feeling fantastic and just kept my head down and kept it moving. I stopped off one more time to grab a little bit of water, but other than that, I just kept on hiking. As I got closer and closer to town, I could feel a shift in the wind and the temperature dropped. It seemed like some bad weather was rolling in.

The closer and closer that I got to the road the worse the weather turned. It seemed like any second now is going to start raining. I actually wound up getting some service when I was a few miles out from town so I checked the weather. And sure enough, it was supposed to rain right around 4:30 PM. I was on track to get to the road right at 4 PM. Now my mission was to be sure that I got a hitch and into Chester before the rain started. It is pretty difficult to hitchhike in the rain, as you might imagine.

By about 28 miles into the day I was just feeling pretty tired mentally. My body felt really sore from falling yesterday. As more time has gone by I think that it just set in a little bit more. My right arm and shoulder are quite sore. My right knee is sore and very scraped up. My left hand is incredibly bruised and swollen and I really can’t use it at all. And a couple fingers on my right hand are super swollen and I can’t close those fingers into a fest. In the grand scheme of things these are all very minor injuries. But compiling with all of the mileage that I’m doing every single day it’s just an added factor.

Now today, I was just feeling a little bit worn out and ready for some rest. I’m so glad that Jay is connecting me with trail angels in Chester because I could really use a zero day tomorrow! Honestly, the timing couldn’t be better considering my fall yesterday. Then today, of course I’m running as quickly as I can to get to town so I’m feeling pretty fried. But since I got service toward the end of the day, I was able to put a couple videos on to distract myself. And that made a huge difference and really helped to pass the last 30 minutes to an hour before I got into town.

When I did finally get out to the road, the weather was looking worse and worse. I was starting to hear thunder crack off in the distance, and the clouds were so dark. But I had made it before the rain started!

And I shit you not, as soon as my feet hit the pavement, a man parked at the trailhead came out of his car. He asked if I was a PCT hiker and said he had driven by and decided to sit and wait for a few minutes to see if any of us would arrive. Then he asked me if I wanted a ride into Chester. I wanted nothing more in the world than a ride that easy into town.

His name was Steely Dan and he’s done a lot of sections of the trail. When he went by the trailhead today, he figured he would just hang out for a little bit and try to give some hikers a ride into town. His timing could not have been better. None of the hikers I’ve passed along the trail were super close by so it didn’t really make a lot of sense to wait for them. It had been a few miles since I’d seen anybody on trail. Steely Dan drove me into town and brought me over to the Best where I would be spending the night. Then he dropped me off and headed on his way. It could not have worked out any better.

I checked in to my room super quick and threw my bag down. Then walked across the street to the pine frosty, a classic burger and milkshake joint in town. They have a 32 ounce jumbo milkshake which I was in desperate need of. I got a giant coffee milkshake, a chili burger, and cheese curds. Then walked across the street to the gas station next door to grab some drinks for tonight. And after that, it was back to the room to devour my feast and start doing my chores.

I wound up taking a shower and pre-washing my socks. I’ll probably just do laundry tomorrow at the home of the Trail Angel that I’ll be staying with. Which saves me from having to go down the street to the laundromat tonight. After I showered, got things charged, and got everything situated, I just decided to walk down the street to the grocery store. I wanted to get even more drinks and some random goodies for tonight. And on my way back, I picked up steak hibachi from a restaurant right next to the hotel.

I spent the entire rest of the night in the hotel room as god intended. I watched TV, but mostly just got a ton of video editing done and writing. I’m not sure what the circumstances will be like tomorrow at the trail angel house, so I got all of the voice to text and video stuff done first. That way if I don’t have a private space to do voice overs and other editing then it won’t be a big deal.

It felt so nice to be relaxing in bed for the night. My body really needed this after yesterday. And I ate so much delicious food, drank a ridiculous amount of soda, and of course, some chocolate milk.

Now, tomorrow morning, my plan is just to sleep in at the room and check out at 11 AM. Then I’ll get in touch with the Trail Angel in Chester and head on over to their place for the day and night. Life is good!

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