PCT mile 2654
Though my negativity was still there I told everyone "I quit the PCT, I'm over it." It was my body, not my mind doing the talking. I was so fatigued anything over 18 mile days had me beat down. Truthfully, in all the days on the trail I had, I loved every single one of them, the thought of quitting never crossed my mind. I was the happiest I could be out here in the wilderness, this was my place. And quitting today meant the easiest and fast way out was 20 miles north... Manning Park, BC, Canada. The end of the PCT.
We had 4 more miles to Hopkins Lake where we all agreed to camp, for our last night on the trail. It was dusk and though I hurried as I really wasn't wanting to hike too much of it in the dark, I stopped to take in the last sunset on the trail and do a bit of reflecting.
Ten of us again at camp, squeezed into a small grove of dead trees. Somehow in my fatigue...I choose a nice flat spot, but under two dead trees leaning at a 60 degree angle right over my tent, not to be noticed until I was already set up. Do I move? Are the trees going to fall on me? No, I'm sure I'll be fine. As I continued on to gather water and make some dinner.
The night was much warmer then the previous two nights and we were all able to eat our dinners around a bonfire and enjoy the last night on the trail.