Halfway through Washington

We’ve made it to central Washington, which means we’ve hiked about 290 miles and we don’t have any more crazy 4,000 foot climbs (for now). Yippeeee!! We should be able to pick up some speed since the elevation gains and losses will mellow out. I really want to hit a 30 mile day as soon as my legs will let me. Prior to beginning this adventure, the most I’d ever hiked is 14ish miles, and that was without a backpack. So it’s pretty nifty to see that my body hasn’t totally given out on me when I’m regularly pushing close to 20 miles with lots of elevation AND a pack. Bodies are neat.

I’ve finally gotten my trail name. From now on, you can call me Jukebox. Or Metallica Bird if you’re the hiker who was lucky enough to get stuck behind me on the trail during a particularly heartfelt acapella Metallica session.

I wonder if I’ll ever be able to walk like a normal person again. The hiker shuffle has taken hold of my body. After sitting still for approximately 30 seconds, my muscles stiffen up, then when I attempt to stand up and walk, I look like a 95 year old woman who can’t bend any of her joints anymore. Luckily this passes after a few minutes of shuffling around.

Few things make me feel as cool as wearing a bug net does.
Hiking across this was basically the worst.
Break with a view. I can’t get over these mountains.
Dinner break in the Alpine Lakes Wilderness. That’s Mt. Rainier peaking over the clouds off in the distance.
Evan’s best Cristo Redentor impression

Goodnight folks!

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