Griz encounter. PCT half way marker.

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Grizzly encounter


1296 – 1330 mile

The day was going perfectly till I went they a shrubby section.  I came out the other side and saw a massive Grizzly less than 15 get away.  I started slowly backing away hoping it wouldn’t notice me.  With the shrubs hitting my pack he glanced over.  Moved about ten feet back and could barely see him.  I turned and started running back down the trail.  The massive bear ran after me and was gaining fast.  The only thing I could do is stand my ground.  I stopped and faced him.  He got about 5 feet in front of me and then I woke up from a bad dream.  What a way to start the day.   Must be from all that Alaska talk.  Slow going day, stopping a handful of times to dry out the toe.  Also carrying 22 miles of water dropped the pace a bit.  Finally rolled by the PCT halfway marker .  Made it past the road into Chester and posted up for the night.  No rush to get to Old Station when everything opens up late.

Sierra City Aug 26, 2017

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1193 -1203 mile

Easy 3 miles into Sierra City.  Hung out and talked to Corona and a dude hiker(forgot his name)behind the church camping area.  Didn’t know if I was going to see any hikers in town, it’s getting late in the season for nobos.  The Sobos haven’t made it quite this far south yet.  

Foundout my cousins from Australia are hanging out in Portland.  Possibly going to meet up and hike a couple days with them in northern California.  Eventually the store opened up, snatched my packages and ran back to the church.  Trying to make this town stop as short as possible.  Shower came along with clean clothes.  Cold shower, but it’s the first one since I’ve been back on trail.  Felt AMAZING!!! The locks were getting quite dirty.

 Got my new Bomb pack and tarp from ZPACKS.  Super excited to lighten up my weight, get a better fitting pack, and learn new skills with the tarp.  Swung in and sent my pack, tent, and extra junk home just before the post office closed.

 Slowly accomplishing things it was finally time to resupply… They say don’t go to the grocery store hungry, so I cashed in on the 1 Pound Burger.  Feel like you always gotta grab the 1lb burger, you don’t see that very often.  Smashed the whole burger and half the fries with a couple Dr. Peppers.  Cravings Crushed ! ! ! Pricey country store, but they go wayyyyy outta their way.  Chatted with the only 2 hikers in town before hitching a ride back to the trail.  Came across another late seasoned nobo.  Jesse was his name, he was taking a break at the top after the massive climb outta town.  He’s a web designer/developer from Canada.  It was fun running thru the whole hiker talk.  Gear, places to go, ideas, bike touring, people met, ect…

Sawmill Pass. Aug. 11, 2017

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Stayed up all night planning and getting ready to head back out to the Pacific Crest Trail.  Excited to finish up the calendar triple.  Flights went smooth to Reno.  Met up with Matt to pick up my pack.  After his long day at work, he was still willing to drive me down to Carson.  Next day, hitch hiking went super smooth.  Highway 395 is the golden ticket at least if you wear pink Zubaz.  First couple rides were just going to the next town.  Couldn’t pass up anything headed in the right direction.  All the hitches were very very interesting.  Last hitch took me all the way.  Getting on trail a day early had felt great.