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June 16, 2015

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Woke up, packed everything up and planned my mileage for the next couple days. Bought my third big bag of Doritos, packed up and headed out. It was a huge climb up to the lake from the village. Saw beautiful trees, it was just so different. I would say about every hundred miles you can tell the difference between the scenery and trees. Today was one of those days. There were allot of sets coming from one base. It was kind of like birch trees, how they have a set of 3 or 5. But they definitely weren’t birch and they had like ten massive trees coming from one base. Made it to the lake. It was quite pleasantly shocking. Sat around and ate tons of snacks. After seeing the lake in pictures, it seemed the real thing was twice as big. Walked the rim trail which goes right on the edge of the crater. It was awesome walking on the rim around 1/3 of the lake. Later on, I had to walk around allot of down trees again. With one of the last climbs of the day, I ran into Bipolar. I met him way back at mile 200. He knew me right off the bat. He has a crazy good memory, it is unbelievable how many people he has met on trail. He was posted up for the night, right next to the trail. Talked briefly as I was being eaten alive by mosquitoes. With the fallen down tree obstacles, I zonked out right when I put my head down.

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June 15, 2015

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Made some mega miles into Crater Lake. We found none the less but Boa hanging out in the laundry room. was over. That idea eventually turned into staying overnight and hanging out. Hangout and got loaded back up on calories. Eventually, I ended posting up at the PCT camping section. A lady ranger was there hanging out with the thru-hikers. She was very nice, turned out she heard I shipped my sleeping bag home. She was super super nice and brought me blankets, so I could actually get some sleep. Obviously this blanket was bulkier and heavier than my sleeping bag. That didn’t matter as much as for now, sleep was the #1 thing on my mind. It just bothered me how BAD of a decision to send my sleeping bag home. It was around one and I figured it didn’t make sense to hop back on the trail till the hottest part of the day

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Uncle Bob June 14, 2015

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Left camp before anyone else got up. Not super early, just seems the vibe for the section hikers is to start later and set up at 5pm. I just don’t think I could fill up my time setting up that early. I had another laid back day, walked thru a couple burned down parts. It was nice cause you could actually get some great views, but that also came with some burnt fallen over trees. Couple miles from the shelter, I couldn’t believe who I ran into. Uncle Bob was his name; I met him way back in Wrightwood. I knew his voice was familiar with all his cussing he does. It was hilarious, we chatted up for a half hour before heading to the shelter. The cabin was interesting; it had rubber flaps for the door with a wood stove in the middle. It had great benches rounding the inside with a nice window to look out of. Got the stove rolling just before calling it a night.

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Ashland June 13, 2015

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Brutally cold night, I gave into the cold temperatures.  I packed up and hit the trail at 2 am.  With limited sleep the last two nights, I had no choice but to go into Ashland and get warmer clothes or a sleeping bag.  On the hike in, I ran into 3 pairs of eyes staring at me and not moving at all.  With it being pitch black out, I got quite nervous.  The eyes were in the front, not on the sides of the skull.  So I didn’t think it was a deer.  While trying to keep an eye on the animal, I searched for a good defense system.  I came up with one wimpy stick, that would snap into pieces with striking anything.  Half mile later, I was able to find a stick that would give me a fighting chance.  Thankfully, I didn’t need to use it.  Still not sure, perhaps it was just my mind blowing things out of proportion.  I hit some amazing trail magic ten mile out of town.  Drank a Pepsi which got the juices flowing again.  Kept a solid pace and made it 23 miles by 11am.  Asked a biker couple what was the easiest way to hitch into town.  They told me to hike down to the ramp.  I started walking that way and they said they could give me a ride.  Super nice couple dropped me off right at the Goodwill Store.  Picked up a shirt and looked for a blanket but all they had was a bed sheet.  With the grocery store being next door, I couldn’t resist. Also had to stop at the Taco Bell, since I had to walk right by it to get back to the interstate.  Wanted to make more miles, so I went right to the on ramp. Got allot of weird looks, but after 5 minutes a 420 friendly guy picked me up.  He already had one rolling.   Chatted all the way to the trail, super nice guy.  Hiked into the first spring, filled up water, soaked and elevated my feet, set up camp, and called it a night.

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June 12, 2015

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Woke up super early after previously putting in a low milaged day.  It was nice to get out of the hot valley, the mountains actually had creeks flowing.  The fragrances really stuck out. At Kangaroo Springs it smelt like bubble gum.  A couple miles later as I was dropping into a saddle, a flower was blooming like crazy.  Tons and tons of bees were flying around.  The smell was so pure, I took a couple deep inhales hoping to hold onto it the rest of the day.  Hangout on top of the ridge the rest of the day.  I was able to snap some amazing black and white textured pictures.  Later on in the day, I finally crossed the border to finally make it into my second state of the trail.  I ran into a herd of elk off in the distance.  It felt like I accomplished so much of the trail.  Made it a couple more miles before posting up for the night.

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Seaid Valley June 11, 2015

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Made it to Seaid Valley in the morning to have breakfast with Baldor and More Cowbell.  This restaurant had a 5lb pancake eating competition.  I was thinking about it, until I saw how big it was.  More Cowbell and I were quite entertained watching Baldor attempt the eating challenge.  Baldor was only able to eat 1.5 pancakes. So I…  Being quite smart waited for Baldor to give up and ate a 1lb pancake.  Just one and I was completely stuffed.  We were so plump; we had to lay down and relax to let the food settle.  After an hour, I got up and figured out how much food I needed to buy to make it to Crater Lake.  Devoured a milkshake and headed off to the trail.  The heat was brutal; I stopped at Fern Springs to cool down.  I became overheated so fast, I had to take breaks every twenty feet.  I also knew I was getting heat exhaustion, because I was starting to get a headache.  I laid down, soaked my bandanna in the spring, and put it on my neck and face.  After an hour my headache went away and I was able to continue.  The trail kept gaining mad elevation, but the views kept getting better and better.  It felt like a good trade off.  Just before I was about to set up, I ran into 2 girls hanging food a quarter mile from where they were going to set up camp.  Set up camp with them and chatted till it got late.  Tonight was going to be a little different of a night.  The main reason because I sent my sleeping bag home.  I thought it was a good idea after waking up multiple times sweating the previous couple nights.  Found out it was a big mistake, I was shivering all night.

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To the Top June 10, 2015

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Woke up at about 8ish.  After yesterday being so bad, I figured a late start might give me more time to recoup.  Got back to Bob Hat trail junction and started heading north.  Kept crossing quite a few streams.  As the trail kept getting higher and higher, I ran into a small sandy brown rattler.  He was very hard to see in the shade.  Luckily, I saw him just enough time.  The difference with this lil one was he curled up in a ball.  He was also quite shay and timid.  I pushed him off the trail so Baldor wouldn’t step on him.  Had to keep hiking till I hit the spring, since I was low on water.  Set up camp in a saddle.  As I was eating mac and cheese, a massive beetle came flying in at like 10 mph.  The darn beetle hit me right in the chest. It actually really hurt.  I swatted him to the ground and stomped on him till he was flat as a pancake.  Closed the door on my tent, just in case any other beetles where on suicide missions.  With tons of elevation I got worn out.

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Awful Sequence June 9, 2015

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Rough night sleeping with 90% of everything soaked.  Threw all my wet clothes on and hit the trail.  Not Long after hiking I came across a tree that blew up from a lightning bolt.  Shrapnel shot 30-40 feet away from the tree starting smaller fires.  The stump of the tree was engulfed with flames.  I thought someone had a nice bonfire going, but I was wrong.  Got cell signal and called in the fire to have someone keep an eye on it.  Made it to the north side and ran into endless shrubs over the trail.  The bushes were sponges soaking up all the water they could get.  I got doused with every step I took.  Eventually hiking with wet socks turned into giving me blisters on the top of my toes.  Now with blisters on top, athletes foot on bottom, it couldn’t get any worse.  But it did, I got a brutal headache on top of that.  Made it to the outskirts of town, just had 1.5 miles to the turn off.  Got lost, which turned into taking twice as long for coming down into Castella.  It felt like the longest day ever.  Made it to Castella or other words, the town that included a gas station and a post office.  Hung out drank some pop and downed my peanut butter chocolate chip tortilla shells.  Made a nice fire and hung out the rest of the night.

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Rain Go Away June 8, 2015

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Didn’t get very much sleep.  Staggered my way back to the trail.  It was quite warm in the morning and only getting hotter.  Came to a long hot open ridge, where you could see the trail drag on in the baking sun.  No shade in sight.  Eventually, I made it to the top where the trail flopped to the north side of the mountain.  The shade was much more relaxing.  With not getting any sleep the night before, I was drained.  I laid down for about fifteen minutes.  I woke up to the noise of thunder shooting back and forth between mountains.  The lightning bolts were beautiful to see racing across the sky.  Ended up down pouring on me the rest of the day.  Dropped down to McCloud River, which there was a nice place to set up.  Figuring the foliage tomorrow morning would be just as bad, I kept going…  About four miles up, I ran into my first black bear.  I was about 25 feet away from the bear and he still didn’t notice I was around.  I slowly backed up and said, “Bear Bear.”  I was by a creek so he still didn’t hear me.  I said it again a little louder.  He glanced over and ran about fifteen feet behind a bush.  He was sticking his head under the brush to watch where I was.  I ducked my head down and said it one last time.  He jumped up and booked it out of there.  It was funny seeing a bear try to hide behind some small brush.  Accomplished a couple more miles in the rain before finding a decent spot to post up my shelter.

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Burney Falls June 7, 2015

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Woke up and hobbled my way to the road about 4 miles away.  Hitched into Burney Falls to grab some cream for my athlete’s foot and to buy another pair of socks.  Carrying only one pair was probably my worst decision I made on trail so far.  Hung out and charged everything up at McDonalds.  Boa ran out and stopped a truck to hitchhike back to the trail.  It was perfect, the first truck stopped.  Being it was Boa, it proves that he is the best “Yogier.”  Hiked to 1410 or shall I say “THE CACHE.”  It was unbelievable, they had food, pop, beer, showers, and a solar plug in station.  Hung out for a couple hours devouring pop after pop.  Had a beer with the owners and decided to hit the trail.  Finally made it to Burney Falls State Park.  The falls were breathtaking.  The falls were just as tall as wide, seeping out the sides of the cliffs.  Went up to the store to buy some goodies and found out they have a massive hiker box.  Luckily, I was able to hitch back to Burney later that night.  I needed to ship the bars and gel shots forward.  Found some nice lawn to post up in town at the dentist office and called it a night.

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