Miles: ~19
Total: ~119.1
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The title serves as a nod to one of my last entries from our 2010 thruhike.
It was a green tunnel day, a day of grinding miles, and a day filled with the familiarity of Washington rain. These all made it hard, but we busted out the miles.
After waking at the early hour of 530, we packed up and headed into the fog. And that was the better part of the first half of the day. Fog, mist, and sometimes light rain. The sky played tricks on us, sometimes clearing and casting shadows, and other times looking like it was going to burn off.
We all put our earbuds in and grinded the miles. At one moment we emerged on an immense field of devastation. It looked like a clear cut forest, but there were too many logs still standing. After closer inspection, I realized it was a forest fire, but one that was so old the charred bark was all gone, and all that was left were the sun bleached trees. I estimated 10-15 years since the fire, but we found a sign indicating the fire was from 1988, thirty-one years ago. It takes a long time for regrowth. At the current stage the floor was covered with millions of bear grass stalks with the weird multiflowered stalks. It was quite a site to behold.
At the top of our midday climb we took lunch on the trail. Wrapped in our rain gear, ponchos, and tyvek we complained about the weather enough that the aun decided to slowly creep out for the remainder of the day. In fact, at our late afternoon rest, we all laid upon the ground, feet on the packs and sun on our face. It was a glorious break from an otherwise wet day.
The site we found for camp is small, ao our tents are scattered 30 yards apart, but we still had dinner together.
Tomorrow is another long day. Time to go to bed for another early rise.
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