Starting the trail was pretty surreal. My Dad and brother both followed me in the car for a while and it felt strange to take those first steps away from my family – on to places where they couldn’t follow or visit unless they wanted to suffer as much as I did.
What’s funny is that from the exit of I-80 to the start of the PCT is only about a 15 minute drive, but it would take me 1.5 days to reach I-80 again on foot.
I believe my dad and brother both realized this, so as much as they wanted to watch me walk off, it was pretty pointless to follow me after the first 10 minutes.
Once I got out of cell coverage it hit me that this trail gets pretty damn remote. Even if I wanted to leave, it would still take hours to get to a road (don’t worry, I bought an emergency beacon just in case anything happens). Let’s just hope I don’t lose my pack in the emergency as that’s where the beacon is stored.
The only exciting part of the day was when I almost stepped on a rattle snake. It scared the shit out of me and I ran off. Great story, I know.
The rest of the day just involved walking, lots and lots of walking. Then I’d eat a snack and walk some more, followed by even more walking.
I’m guessing that’s exactly how every day will go until I’m done.
Miles walked: 16.4
- 2 granola bars
- 1 clif builder bar
- 1 tbsp peanut butter
- 1 cup red beans and rice
- 4 liters
Body condition at the end of the day:
- Amazingly tired
- Disgustingly dirty
- Surprisingly not very hungry