The first day was sunny and warm with beautiful views of a wetlands, and some boulder areas that were pretty stunning.I was hiking at a fairly normal pace of about 2mph and enjoying it very much.Sure, my pack was heavy, but the terrain was fairly flat, not boggy that day and a pleasant walk through the forest.I got to see the first landmark that day as well- huge boulders with lots of crevices and cracks to explore. But only 4 hours into it, I hadn’t seen my partner most of the day so i was concerned. I texted her and got the response that she had decided to leave the trail. Honestly, I don’t know the reason for sure. She stated her cellphone was draining quickly, her camera had stopped working and she was frustrated, and “over it”, so she had turned around and went back to her car. She wasn’t going to stay on the trip. I had not anticipated this, and many people have strong feelings about this, but I have decided not to assume anything about it. Once I knew she was safe, I continued on.
I was about 2 miles from where we had parked my car- a trailhead that was 0.45 miles from our first chosen campsite. I hiked to the car , took a break, gathered myself mentally and headed down to the site. The area was gorgeous with mossy covered roots and boulders, fallen trees laden with pretty fungi, a clear flowing stream only a few yards away with a nice roomy, level area to set up my tent. I scooped and filtered some fresh cool water and drank my fill. I looked around to avoid any widow-makers, insect activity or damp earth and set up my tent. I cooked my first meal of the day- a concoction of instant mashed potatoes with stuffing- which only required boiling water and stirring. This is my go-to backpacking meal. It’s delicious, warm in my belly, easy to make and cheap! I blew up my air mattress, attached my new sleep quilt, and changed into my camp/sleep clothes. Before it got dark I scoped out the area further- checking for signs of animal ( especially bear) activity.I saw nothing scary, but there was a large root with a definite animal den about 30 yards away. It didn’t look large enough for bears. I also found a box shaped marker and nature cam downstream, but thankfully it wasn’t facing me. About 200 yards away there was an abandoned tarp of some sort- I called out to see if anyone was around but heard no reply. I was pretty close to the trail as well- maybe 50 yards away and by a small wooden bridge. I saw no one hike by while I was there.
As the sun set, I sat in my chair inhaling the wonderful forest scents and just relaxing. No fires were allowed this time of year so when it got dark, I climbed into my tent and lay there until around 1030pm just being lazy and listening to the sounds of nature. At some point I fell asleep, despite large flocks of loud geese nearby making a racket at times. Sometime before midnight, I was awakened by a very loud strange pulsating animal sound. I lay still for a minute and heard it once more. I had no idea what it was. But at the time, I didn’t hear any footsteps or branches breaking, and i didn’t think i was in danger. I wasn’t scared and I was tired so I just turned over and went back to sleep. Nothing bad happened. Whatever it was went away. Later though, when I got home, I researched this on Youtube and – wow- it was highly likely that it was a bear, and very close to my tent.
In the morning I ate breakfast and packed up listening to the birds singing. Then set out for the second leg of the hike.After crossing the first landmark- a fairly long swinging bridge- the first mile or so was pretty level and easy. Then came the dreaded hill. Now, this hill wasn’t that long- maybe 400ft or so, and not terribly difficult, it but it’s fairly steep. I know I suck at uphill and after hiking over 8 miles the day before with that heavy backpack, I knew it was gonna suck. And it did. I had to count my steps ( 521 to be exact) to distract myself, and I pretty much stopped every 50 steps or so for about 10 seconds to catch my breath. It hasn’t yet been a year since I quit smoking completely, and quite frankly, I hadn’t trained as much as I should have prior to the trip. I know 400 ft doesn’t sound like a lot, but with 28 pounds on your back, at almost 60 years old, after hiking the day before- it can be brutal. But I made it. The rest of the hike that day was through beautiful meadow areas and thick forests with amazing diversity in both terrain and wildlife. It felt like forever but I finally reached my destination. The famous shelter in the area. Only, there was no shelter- it had recently burned down- bummer! I found a great campsite, however, once again by a nicely flowing clear stream. It was a sweet spot- surrounded by coniferous trees, level and overlooking the water. The only problem was lots of big black ants that I had to take care didn’t get into my food or tent. Those suckers were quick, but I managed to keep them at bay. I did the usual camp chores, made dinner and relaxed in my chair, then into my tent and easily drifted off into a peaceful slumber.. just watching the warm gentle breezes blowing through and absorbing my surroundings. I slept solidly from 6pm until 430am. No weird sounds in the night at all. In fact, the forest was still quiet when i awoke for the first hour. It was dark outside as I gathered water and prepared my breakfast.
I packed up and said my goodbyes to my home for the night. Around 8am I hiked the last 2.7 miles to my car. The trail was extremely boggy and my shoes finally got drenched in mud. But I didn’t care. I was completely serene and zen, riding a high of the last 2 days and nights. The closer I got to may car, however, the more I noticed “regular” life come rushing back. Never before had I noticed how unnaturally fast and hectic our normal lives are or thought about how much humans were not meant to live at this pace. I noticed the anxiety returning. But, I will say that when I finally sat my pack down on that car seat, I was happy. I had done “the thing”. And I didn’t even notice the 2 hour drive home.
I wish I had better words to describe how I felt about this trip. It was wild. The level of peace I found out there is something I will be chasing for as long as my body will allow. It was amazing.
And I can’t wait to do it again.
Namaste.





















