Day 113 – walking into civilization

July 25, 2016

Bushcamp (mile 2080.2) to Timberline Lodge Junction (mile 2094.4)

Miles: 14.2

Our total miles: 1688.1

We left camp a little before 7am. With all day and only 14 miles to Timberline Lodge we were in no hurry. 

So when we came upon huckleberry bushes, we stopped numerous times to pick them. Some of the stops were longer than others, all dependent on the sweetness of the berries.

The trail led us through the cool shade of the trees. Oregon soil is soft and it made our feet happy. Through the trees we snuck more views of Mt Hood. The brilliant white snow on the mountain stood out in contrast to the dark trees and bluebird sky.

We enjoyed a late breakfast on a log surrounded by huckleberry bushes. The wind kept us cool and our bodies appreciated the rest.

With the hope of finding ice cream at Timberline Lodge, we collected huckleberries in one of our Talenti containers for later.

After we crossed Hwy 35 we began to climb. Thankfully most of it was in the shade. The trail was wide, flat and without rocks. It almost felt like an old road.

After 2.75 miles we crossed a nice stream and continued the final 2 miles to the Timberline Lodge junction.

The trail left the cool comfort of the trees and we walked up the sandy mountainside. It was hot, there was very little wind and our shoes filled with sand as we took 2 steps forward and 1 step back. 

We finally got to a grove of trees with campsites about a tenth of a mile from Timberline Lodge. We set up our tent and ate lunch before heading over to the lodge. 

Getting into “town” is stressful on our relationship. Out in the woods we are on the same page – we can complete one another’s sentences and communicate through grunts. 

As soon as we get service or enter a town our differences become apparent. Andy prefers to chill and then slowly check things off his to do list while Laurie wants to finish everything on her to do list then chill.

We are very aware of these differences yet struggle to navigate them. Today, Laurie went into the tent to call her mom and do some of her personal “to dos” while Andy stayed outside and relaxed. As these differences arise we search for ways to compromise. 

Deep down, and not so secretively, Laurie wishes Andy would change to be more like her. We joke about it, both knowing fully well that we have different ways of being in the world and that only adds to the wonder of our relationship.

Once we worked out a game plan for the next 24 hours that allowed for both rest and doing, we headed down to the day lodge to get our resupply packages.

We separated and sorted on a table near an outlet. Laurie washed out her socks and underwear, making sure that nobody was in the bathroom to avoid getting dirty looks, and placed them on the sunny windowsill to dry.

Hiker trash is a word fondly used to describe thru hikers. Andy considered this laundry arrangement to be “classic hiker trash.” 

Laurie, however, felt it was completely normal and sensible to take advantage of warm water and soap when available. Perhaps she is just a natural thru hiker 🙂

Once our phones were fully charged, Instagram was updated and family talked with, we went in search of the hiker shower in the overflow parking lot.

We passed a barking dog and a man eating out of his car but couldn’t find a shower. There was a porta-potty but neither of us wanted to open the door to see if it was a shower. Even if it had been, we would not have used it. It is only 2.5 days to Cascade Locks and from there Laurie’s friend would be taking us back to her house in Portland for a zero, where we would get a proper shower.

We climbed the short distance uphill to our tent and ate dinner. We couldn’t find ice cream but enjoyed the huckleberries nevertheless. We chatted more with family and uploaded blog posts before falling asleep.

Tomorrow we get to experience the infamous breakfast buffet at Timberline Lodge. Tonight we can dream of eggs and potatoes.

Tonight we are grateful for the safe arrival of our resupply boxes and FaceTime.

Hiking, what is that? I am here for the berries.

Timberline Lodge

Day 112 – eating our way down the trail

July 24, 2016

Pinhead Saddle (mile 2055.8) to bushcamp (mile 2080.2)

Miles: 24.4

Our total miles: 1673.9

We both fell sound asleep the moment our heads hit our pillows. Morning came quickly and we started the routine all over again.

Getting out of a warm sleeping bag is one of the hardest moments of the day, but we are always happy when we get an early start.

Last night we decided we would wake up early again to build a routine. We feel that when our bodies know what to expect they will perform better.

We were walking by 6:10am as the sunlight pierced through the tall trees. Our bodies were stiff but nothing hurt.

We glided down the trail. Laurie sang random lyrics of random songs and decided today was a music day.

Unfortunately when she reached for her MP3 player she discovered it was dead. She’s probably used it once or twice over the last 3 months, and like other electronics, if it isn’t used, its battery dies. So she opted for an audio book instead.

We walked through a forest most of the day. There were no specacular views but there was lots of shade. Laurie walked mostly with her head down, while Andy wore his hat backwards.

We were making great progress until we noticed bushes teeming with small, blue and purple berries!

“Blueberries” squealed Laurie with delight.

They were huckleberries but no matter. We excitedly ate our way down the trail. Some moments it took us 10 minutes to walk 10 feet while other times we blazed through. It depended on the abundance of berries and how full our stomachs felt.

Andy made a fun game out of grabbing berries, tossing them in the air and catching them in his mouth, all while not breaking his stride. He attempted many times but was only successful 30% of the time.

We stopped for an oatmeal break at 10am. To our surprise we had hiked 10.1 miles.

Another 10 by 10. Hooray!

We added huckleberries to our oatmeal and enjoyed one of the best breakfasts on the trail thus far.

Lois, Paul, Ben and Nate (Golden Horse) passed us while we ate. We have been leap frogging with them since before Crater Lake. Once again, the trail keeps bringing people into our life.

We thought they were way ahead of us and they all thought we were miles ahead of them.

We walked on, gradually dropping toward Timothy Lake. Andy’s complained about his heels hurting as we hiked around the lake. He doesn’t have blisters, it’s the meat in his heels that feel tender.

This happened once before around Vasquez Rocks (mile 452) and one day off plus new shoes fixed the issue. Unfortunately, he is currently wearing new-ish shoes and our next day off is still 5 days away.

We got to Timothy Lake around 2pm and looked for a good spot to take a lunch break and maybe go swimming.

We found a spot in the shade but access to the water was difficult. We were tired and hungry and chose to sit rather than look for a better location.

Timothy Lake is huge and beautiful. Clear blue water with great camping and many access points for watersports.

After lunch we continued to circumnavigate the lake until branching off toward Little Crater Lake.

We took the quarter mile side trip to a 40 foot deep and perfectly clear lake. It is spring fed and freezing cold (34 degrees). We gave our feet an ice bath and Laurie briefly dipped her right knee in the frigid water. It was so cold it hurt to keep any part of ones body submerged longer than 30 seconds.

Other tourists had jumped into the lake but Laurie wasn’t that brave. (Andy doesn’t know how to swim so he doesn’t jump into lakes.)

After 30 minutes at the lake we reluctantly put on our shoes and hiked the remaining 2.8 miles to camp. It was uphill and Andy set a good pace…until we found more berries.

BERRIES!!

The last mile took twice as long because every 10 feet we stopped to pluck huckleberries and pop them in our mouths.

Unfortunately the mosquitoes were out in full force as well. Laurie would stop long enough to grab some berries, all the while telling the mozzies to “leave me alone!”

Of course they didn’t listen but it made her feel better to try.

We got to camp around 6:15 and found a semi flat spot. Lois and Paul were already fed and cozy in their tent. Golden Horse and Ben showed up moments after us.

We chatted while making dinner and by 9 everyone was settled in their respective tents.

Tomorrow we head to Timberline Lodge for our resupply before starting on the final 50 miles of Oregon.

Wahoo!

Tonight we are grateful for edible berries along the trail and perfecting backcountry cooking of gluten free Mac and Cheese.

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Rhododendron flower

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Fanciest trailhead yet

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Little Crater Lake

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Ice bath

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Less than 1,000 miles to go. Wahoo!!