July 9th

Sky Lakes Trail by Deer Lake- 4pm
Weather: Hot! Pretty sunny with partly cloudy skies
Stuck in my head: "Take me home tonight" (ooooh, classic rock)

What a(nother) day. Tom and I slept pretty well in our very uneven, improvised campsite, with the constant buzzing of mosquitoes all night long. We were up early though, and donned our mosquito getup (baggy beige clothing from head to toe- nothing exposed) and hit the trail by 7. About 4 miles in (4 horrible, mosquito-filled miles) we encountered another northbound hiker- named Dennis. It was nice to add another body to our hiking team, and we instantly had plenty to talk about (like how bad the mosquitoes were). We spent the day hiking through thick mosquitoes and 95 degree heat, taking breaks whenever the swarms let up (which usually meant in the direct sunlight, where it was very, very hot). We were feeling pretty beat up, but decided to push on for a 13 mile day. The last two miles hurt badly, and were so buggy, but we made it to Deer Lake, .5 miles off the PCT (Dennis is camping here tonight, also). We threw down our tent and jumped inside (we seem to be making a habit of spending more than half our day hiding in the tent) until we heard Dennis splashing in the lake. He said it was fairly bug free, so we washed ourselves and some clothing. Then we realized we were severly hungry, so we cooked up some mashed potatoes and gravy in the bug-free sunlight. Today we realized that this outrageous heat (coupled with our physical exersion, and most likely other things as well) is making food seem inedible. We only ate a bit over 1000 calories yesterday, and thats about all we have had today, also. We are forcing ourselves to eat, choking down all that we can, but we just gag and feel nauseous. We are starting to feel the affect of our calorie deficiency, also, so hopefully the heat breaks soon and solves this issue.

Our tent is full of mosquito carcasses. Everytime we have to leave or enter the tent, we have to do it as quickly as possible and without letting too many bugs inside. Then we have to quickly kill all of the ones that did get inside. The bodies are starting to pile up, and its thoroughly disgusting.

July 8th: photos.

Tom, hiking through the volcanic rock fields.


















Volcanic rock- everywhere.

















Gorgeous views of Mount McLaughlin.



























Seeking refuge in the tent.



















This is what happens to chocolate-containing trailmix on a triple digit degree day.



























The bug bites...














Only 900 miles? Alright!

July 8th

On a minor ridge, somewhere on the PCT- 9:30am
Weather: Gorgeous! Blue skies, about 80, and sunny (but its gonna get hot)
Stuck in my head: Outkast (why?)

Tom and I were making great time this morning when we realized we had left our Spot Emergency Device back at the shelter we slept at last night. We had set it out this morning to send our "ok" message to the families, and had entirely forgotten about it. Total whoops. Tom just ditched his pack and started running back the way we came...so I am just waiting in this huge volcanic boulder field, in the shade of a tree and away from mosquitoes.

This minor set-back sucks. We are still getting our routine down and getting the hang of this. Our mornings take pretty long- with waking up, breakfast, dishes, getting water, treating blisters, stretching, packing up camp, and applying sunscreen and bug spray. Whooh. This morning was a bit easier because we didn't have to pack up a tent (although neither of us slept too well in the shelter last night- due to hard wooden beds and very active mice). The mosquitoes have also been getting progressively worse as we hike north- and today the are pretty nasty. But they are pushing us to hike faster! We are feeling pretty good (except for a sore hip flexor on me and some lil' blisters on the both of us). We are going to do at least 10 miles today- hopefully closer to 15 (supposedly theres a lake 15 miles in).

Junction to Mount McLaughlin Trail- 7:00pm
(Joint journal entry by Tom & Jenna)
In our heads: "Carry on my wayward son" (we found a great classic rock station on the radio today)
Weather: Breezy, 70, sprinkling. Thick with bugs.

Today we seem to have exhausted the good luck we have encountered the previous two days. After Tom got back from his 8 mile jog, he was exhausted, while Jenna was rested and ready to go. But she was a great leader and kept Tom's spirits up- setting a good pace and pushing on. It took us 4 hours to cover 6 miles- the lava rock, undulating landscape was never ending- and while the guidebook made it looks like easy miles (generally losing elevation) we climbed and descended thousands of feet. We finally reached HW140- exhausted (although the lava landscape was our favorite hiking so far- beautiful views of Mount McLaughlin, cool landscape, and a nice sunny, breezy day- although hot). Oh yea, and Jenna bent her trekking pole in the process of falling. A bit of work has set it back to almost straight, but that really knocked us down (simply knowing that our gear is mortal).

When we reached HW140 we rested a bit by a roaring "Cascade Canal" and equally roaring mosquitoes. We sought refuge in the sun and called our parents on the cell phone. It was so nice to hear their voices- its amazing how quickly you feel very far away and isolated. We were feeling okay, so we decided to push on .3 miles to a camp at a trail head. Once we entered the woods, however, the mosquitoes swarmed like we have never seen before. We reached the trail head quickly (because we were trying to outrun the bugs) but Tom just screamed "KEEP GOING!" because the moment we slowed our pace, the mosquitoes were instantly covering every inch of our bodies. We couldn't get enough DEET on us, and we just kept hoping a sunny spot was around the next turn, offering some sort of refuge. But the sunny spot never came. The next 4 miles were a constant uphill climb, gaining 1000 feet in elevation- and some of the worst moments of our lives. It seemed every mosquito in the forest bumped up against us- we were constantly swatting at ourselves, and the constant cloud that had formed around us. We covered the 4 miles in about 1.5 hours- we were practically jogging and we never took a break. We started to honestly feel insane, and since we couldn't stop, all we could do was cry out in exhaustion and discomfort. Tom was considering returning to HW140 and going home, while Jenna just wanted to submit- lay down and let them have her. Our immediate goal was Frye Lake, a .25 spur trail off the PCT (which the guide book referred to as "unmaintained"). But the forest was never ending, and eventually we reached the junction of the PCT and Mount McLaughlin Trail, at which point we realized we had gone too far. In sheer desperation, we threw down our tent about a foot off the trail and jumped inside to escape the incessant buzzing. When we got in the tent, Jenna looked at Tom for the first time in hours and miles and noticed the defeated look on his face, punctuated by the dead mosquito plastered to his forehead and surrounded by a patch of smeared, dried blood.

We are too exhausted and beat up to eat anything real, or do anything much. We were so dirty it took 5 wet wipes to get us clean. Our shoes look years old- instead of merely days: Tom's La Sportivas have become "La Spoivas" (he lost the R & T). It feels great to be horizontal and in the tent, although all we can here is the constant buzzing coming from outside, and we are dreading having to leave the tent for any reason (the most common: using the bathroom, during which we cant help but be "exposed" to the blood suckers). This journey is starting to feel extremely daunting, although we aren't letting ourselves focus on the big picture, and we are practicing staying positive. We only need to cover 45 miles in the next 4 days- we really worked hard to get miles out of the way early, because we are going to be getting into snow soon. We are also hoping that 1) it doesn't rain tonight and 2) if it does, our stuff (and us) stay dry.

July 7th

Journal entry by Jenna

Howard Lake, 12 noon
Weather: sunny and hot (85 in the shade)
Stuck in my head: old Beck

Tom and I got up at 6:30, had a cold breakfast and packed up camp. I slept like a rock last night, but when morning came I felt like I could have used a few more hours of sleep. We hit the trail and put in a nice, quick 8 miles before resting for lunch. We detoured to a lake where we rinsed our socks, and waded in to cool of a bit. This morning I rolled my ankle and fell on my knee (now it is scraped up and matches Tom's knee- he fell out of a pickup that gave us a ride yesterday). I am feeling pretty good, but I am starting to feel my feet. Our goal is 20 miles today- which means 12 more before sunset (a bit daunting).


South Brown Mountain Shelter, 8:07pm
Weather: cooling off a bit- practically comfortable

My feet are screaming, I am exhausted, and I cant seem to get enough food in me, but Tom and I just completed our first 20 mile day! I feel great (mentally, that is. Physically, I feel like I just hiked 20 miles). The pain started to kick in around mile 16, but we prevailed! And we are rewarded with a shelter- complete with wooden "beds", 4 walls, a well, and a wood stove (this is our second night on the trail, and the accomodations have been pretty cushy thus far).

I am very grateful for my am/fm radio, too- it really helped pass the time. Tom and I sang along a lot and enjoyed having something to focus on besides the miles (and we averaged a bit over 2 miles/hour). It's a good feeling knowing that today was one of the hardest days we are going to have until after Crater Lake (with combined heat, mileage, and pack weight). It was HOT today- 95 in the shade and if the sunshine wasnt blasting us, the mosquitos moved in. It was a great day in all though- I am really proud of us. We saw some mountain prairies, lots of forest (with huge pinecones!) and got some great views of Mount Shasta. We cooked up pasta for dinner and ended up making this huge pasta mass in the pot- partially burned to the bottom and surrounded by a thick, pudding-like mucus of starchy water (thats what happens when you dont add enough liquid to corn pasta). When I tried to drain it, everything wanted to move together. But it was delicious.

I have some major pinky toe blisters that have doubled the size of my toes, so I hope they cool down a bit overnight. I am nervous about how I will feel tomorrow, but my muscles are already starting to quiet down. We got so dirty and dusty today. Aparently the mesh on my shoes doesnt keep anything out (I am dealing with a case of super dirty toes).

July 6th- Hyatt Lake Campground, Oregon.

Journal entry by Jenna.

4:36 pm
Weather: sunny, blue skies, 80 degrees, breezy
Stuck in my head: Doe a deer (we saw 5 deer today!)

It has been a long 24 hours. Last night at 7:00pm Tom and I boarded a Greyhound that took us to Portland. At 11:30 we caught another that took us to Medford, Oregon. It was an overnight bus, so we tossed and turned and tried to sleep. We got there at 6:30am, then caught a regional transit bus to Ashland, Oregon. I was nervous and kept having to pee and my stomach felt uneasy. It felt like we had so far to go beofre we could even start hiking. But we got into Ashland (cute town) and found a coffee shop (although a latte did not help my nerves). We had 17 miles to hitch hike to the trail head, so we headed outside and started walking the road with our thumbs up. We had some good luck though, and a very successful first hitch hiking experience (3 rides: and the third one with a PCTA employee, who took us right to the trailhead and told us about trail conditions).

Then our hike began- weaving through forests and mountain meadows at 5000 feet, constantly gaining a bit of elevation. We had an early lunch in a beautiful meadow surrounded by Oregon White Oak trees. By noon we had reached our goal of 6 miles and the Hyatt Lake Campground. We spent our afternoon swimming, relaxing and napping (we were really exhausted). I feel good, except for slightly sore feet. We were even able to take (free/hot) showers! Today was a gorgeous day and I am hoping for another tomorrow. And a good night's sleep- I am really tired.

SNOW!

posted by JoAnn (Jenna's mom) - dictated over the phone

Tom and Jenna made it about 100 miles to Crater Lake National Park in triple digit heat, through swarms of bugs and through LOTS of snow (10+ feet).  They are resting at Crater Lake and will probably  travel  around Oregon instead of continuing on.  The snow conditions spooked them .... and other hikers have told them the conditions are worse up ahead.  It was the hardest week of their lives.

Thanks everyone for following along.  This has turned into more of a west coast hike than a PCT adventure.

We'll be posting pics and journal entries soon.

Leaving (again)

Posted by Jenna.

So, here we go: hiking the PCT 2.0. Tonight at 7, Tom and I are leaving on a Greyhound bus. We will arrive in Medford, Oregon around 6am, then take a regional transit bus to Ashland, Oregon. We are hoping to get to the trail head and be able to put in a few miles before crashing for the night. But this is the re-beginning of our journey, and we are really psyched. We just bought an AM/FM radio to help pass the time. We were kind of blown away by it though- we figured since they have the technology to make an IPod so tiny, an AM/FM radio should be about the size of an eraser. In reality, it is about the size of a deck of cards. I am still very pleased and excited.

We have been checking snow reports and it is looking good. Most areas, according to snowtel and the Pacific Crest Trail Association website are snow free, but there still seems to be a bit of snow above 7000 feet. We are carrying our ice axes and instep crampons for the beginning of the trip, until we get our bearings and are comfortable with the conditions.

We have all of our resupply boxes packed- about 2 for each resupply point, and they are all stacked and organized in Tom's garage, ready for his mom to ship to us along the way (thanks Betsy!).

We have been able to get our pack weights down with a little work, as well. Our base weights are now 15 pounds, which feels pretty good. Right now we are loaded up with 6 days worth of food, though, and 2 liters of water each...so they are resting around 30 pounds at the moment (but that will go down as soon as we eat our first snack!)

Wish us luck, and we will see you all in September. We will have sporadic internet along the trail, so I will post updates and photos whenever possible. Thanks for all of your support!!