Mile 434/2650 (26 today)
The dark sky has an emerging dusky pink glow, with silhouettes of trees and Mount Adams. Joy irresistible despite my sleepy morning head.
5:15am, night hands over to day like a dimmer light being turned up.
I love walking into this change.
I rarely see other hikers at this time. It feels like I have the whole place to myself. All this!
It’s quiet enough to hear all the noises of the forest.
I pass a marmot, whistling with great gusto from his rock amphitheatre. The town crier of the PCT.
Every so often man made materials catch my eye. They didn’t quite belong. Tents and tarps – human nests – tucked into the landscape. I’m happy to see these resting places – evidence of human life without having to engage with it yet.
It’s now evening and I’m curled up in my nest. I’ve felt less present than usual whilst walking in the day.
Maybe it was because it rained and I worry about my feet. It’s harder to care for them when they are wet.
Maybe the cloudy sky and the many forests made me feel more constrained?
Mostly I think I’m just tired.
I’ve not yet had a full day off and I’m so looking forward to my first full rest day when I reach Cascade Locks in 70 miles/ a few days.
I’m about to drift of to sleep and despite what I’ve just shared, I’m still excited for another magical morning tomorrow.
I love that we can name and feel all of the feelings – even if they seem contradictory. We are never just one thing, we are way more complicated and interesting than that.
Maybe that’s why dawn and sunset are so special. The sun and the moon co- existing.