Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 141

Goat Rocks Wilderness with the view of Mt. Rainier in the far distance

Washington is hands down our most favorite state on this trail. PCT has saved the best for last. Often times Serge and I regret how fast we have went through the beautiful Sierras and wish that we would have slowed down. Here in WA we feel like we have gotten our second chance. Although we have only 2 weeks left of our journey, and as much as we are excited to get back, it is getting bitter sweet and we are savoring each minute spent here on the trail.


Mt. Hood is visible in the far distance

Washington nights are colder, much colder, and perfect for camp fires, hot tea and chocolate times. It is also the Elk mating season and there is nothing more magical as to sit by the fire at night and in the distance hear a melodic cry (I like to call it – singing) of a male Elk calling for his mate. It will make the hair stand on your skin.


I think we are getting to a point where it is getting harder and harder to describe the beauty of nature around us. Every photo, view is scenic and beautiful. Again, I want to quote our friend Polaris who has said it best:

Analogy


  • “Long ago, in a book called Genesis, there were two people who didn’t know the difference between good and evil. In fact, they didn’t know about any of life’s great contrasts. In one respect, my journey has returned to the innocence of the Garden of Eden: I never see ugliness, so I can no longer see beauty.
  • I know exactly why that is. All day, every day there’s a parade of sapphire lakes, rugged peaks, and forests that shine with life. The next day, I can count on more of the same. And today, I generally cannot tell if the outside world is beautiful or not. It simply “is”, it simply exists. I love the trail, but I no longer think of the sights in terms of beauty. It is just my world.”

In his analogy, Polaris explains that we can no longer tell beauty from ugliness, simply because everything around us is the same every day. It’s beautiful. We have nothing to compare this to, no contrast, as we have not set a foot into the outside world in almost 5 months (besides the occasional drop ins into town for a resupply). Here is a few photos of our world.


While hiking through Washington State, we felt like we were at home. Before, we thought that nothing can top the Sierras, but Washington did it for us. Lush green vegetation, glacier covered volcano’s and the abundance of wildlife left unforgettable impression on our lives.


We’ve encountered some spoiled birds

Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 131

Boy did taking 3 days off help us recover. Doing absolutely nothing, laying in our hotel room and staring at the wall, we patiently waited for the bug to make its course through our bodies to exit. Coming back on the trail we could immediately feel new strength and recovery benefits of our time off. However, there were some downsides as well. During the time when Serge and I were sick, each one of us lost significant amount of weight. We were already very skinny, but now, we got to the point where our packs would not even fit us well and we would have add an extra padding to our waist and shoulders so we could use the same gear.


Hiking with our friends, Alex and Ann who came to visit from Texas”

Boy did taking 3 days off help us recover. Doing absolutely nothing, laying in our hotel room and staring at the wall, we patiently waited for the bug to make its course through our bodies to exit. Coming back on the trail we could immediately feel new strength and recovery benefits of our time off. However, there were some downsides as well. During the time when Serge and I were sick, each one of us lost significant amount of weight. We were already very skinny, but now, we got to the point where our packs would not even fit us well and we would have add an extra padding to our waist and shoulders so we could use the same gear.


If you are not careful enough, you can get easily injured on PCT

The weather began to feel cooler with each day. Hot afternoons became filled with a nice, cool breeze. It would be actually too cold to stay in the shade. Not long after, we got caught in our first Oregon rain. It rained for 3 days, and thankfully on the 4th day we were going into Cascade Locks, our last town before entering Washington. Hiking in the rain for one day is very different from hiking in the rain for 3 consecutive days. All of our clothes were soaked, yes – underwear too.


Beautiful Timberline Lodge

Pacific Crest Trail path crosses Timberline Lodge, which is a mountain lodge on the south side of Mount Hood in Oregon, about 60 miles (97 km) east of Portland. Constructed from 1936 to 1938 by the Works Progress Administration, it was built and furnished by local artisans during the Great Depression. Timberline Lodge was dedicated as The National Historic Landmark on September 28, 1937, by President Franklin D. Roosevelt. ”


I also wanted to start introducing quotes of our good trail friend, Polaris. We have met Polaris back in Sierras and he is well ahead of us on the trail by now. He has been hands down one of the nicest friends we’ve met on the trail. I would like to start sharing some of his wisdom with you guys:

“What have you learned?” People ask me on trail. Here’s what I always say:

Love fast and love strong, because you never know how long you have to spend with a person. 5 minutes or 50 years…you just never know.”


What can I say, Dean was a great host. He picked us up from Cascade Locks and had his car heater blasting all the way up to Portland. We got to dry all of our soaked gear in his driveway and do a jumbo laundry load (I’m still waiting for that water bill). He took us everywhere we needed to go, grocery shopping, REI, and all the awesome food places around Portland (including his mother in law’s house for a BBQ). Being a good coach that he is, he rolled out our sore muscles on foam rollers the night before we were getting back on the trail. I have repeatedly said that this trail has been teaching us how to love and be loved. It’s amazing how life connects you with people for a reason, and how a dinner invitation turned into a full blown taking care of Serge and Dasha during Labor Day weekend for Dean 🙂 Both Serge and I couldn’t feel more loved, rested and ready to hit the trail in our last and final state, Washington.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 114

So now we are in Oregon, and we are TIRED. At this point we have been on the trail for almost 4 months and our bodies are exhausted. Probably mentioned somewhere before, but now we are averaging at 24 miles a day which is equivalent to running a marathon every day. Given poorly nutritious diet and the endurance training that we are putting our bodies through each day, we feel very low energy. I mean holy cow, stuff that we eat on the trail is NEVER eaten back home. Unfortunately, we have neglected taking any vitamins while on this journey and now we are feeling it. First thing we did upon arrival into Ashland is stock up on vitamins and supplements.


We took a full day off in Ashland and once we were back on the trail it felt like we haven’t even rested. This was when we thought that trail started to throw a bone into our hike and really challenge our endurance, patience and perseverance.


One day, while walking and looking down at my phone, I had the misfortune of walking into a broken tree that was overhanging the trail. I hit my head so hard that it took me off my feet. Thankfully I was wearing a hat and did not split my forehead open. I have recovered very quickly with a few minor headaches. Morale of the story – don’t text and walk.


In a few more days, right before arriving at Crater Lake, I felt a very sharp pain in my stomach that would come and go. I knew that it was a symptomatic pain and that I have caught something, either a virus or a bacteria. Then I remembered that just a few days ago, we drank unfiltered water from a creek (yay!!!) and the most common stomach sickness that hikers get on the trail is called Guardia. Guardia is a parasite/bacteria that swims in the water. While a virus will generally be in and out of your systems within a few days, Guardia will stay for several weeks – definitely not an option when you are out in the wilderness. Not waiting any longer, I immediately asked Serge to figure out the logistics and a way out to get to the nearest hospital, which happened to be over two hours away. We did not have a car and there are no buses that travel frequently to Crater Lake. Serge had to ask park officials to arrange a paid shuttle so we could get to hospital. I was tested Guardia negative and released from ER with a recommendation of taking some “Pepto Bismol”.


I think the look in her eyes says it all. When you’re low on energy and you have a sick stomach, but you still need to make 20 mile day. It can get real tough…

The next day I started vomiting and having diarrhea. Thankfully I happened to have some medicine that helped stop the diarrhea and I was able to eat a little. Already running low on energy, and almost not eating anything made it even harder to hike. Meanwhile, Serge struggles with all the dust from the trail that caused severe irritation to his eyes. Of course, just a few days apart, my beloved hubby goes down with the same stomach virus. At this point we had to make a decision to get off the trail for a couple of days, to rest, regain our strength and hopefully get better.


The kindness, generosity and the willingness of people to go our of their way to help a stranger in need… has brought a lot of faith in humanity

The next day I started vomiting and having diarrhea. Thankfully I happened to have some medicine that helped stop the diarrhea and I was able to eat a little. Already running low on energy, and almost not eating anything made it even harder to hike. Meanwhile, Serge struggles with all the dust from the trail that caused severe irritation to his eyes. Of course, just a few days apart, my beloved hubby goes down with the same stomach virus. At this point we had to make a decision to get off the trail for a couple of days, to rest, regain our strength and hopefully get better.

It was our luck that PCT happened to cross a small dirt road and there were a few locals camping/fishing in the area. We approached a guy and asked how far is it to the nearest paved road where we could have better chances of catching a ride. It was about 15 miles away and would take us nearly half a day to walk this distance. Serge was having a difficult time standing on his feet, I think the man saw a trace of distress on our faces and kindly offered to give us a ride to the nearest road. Upon approaching a busy highway intersection it was still another 58 miles until nearest town. Instead of dropping us off at the intersection this guy offered to take us straight to town. He drove one way for 1 hour 45 minutes. Not expecting anything in return, out of his kindness and good will. We have countlessly repeated that this trail has showed us so much human kindness, love and compassion that this was another act that strengthened our faith in humanity.



Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 109

Beautiful Cascades

Well, our animal encounters did not stop here! Coming out of the town of Mt.Shasta, about 8 miles in from town, the trail was curving in a shape of a ‘U’. We were standing on one end of the ‘U’ and had to walk in a half circle to get to the other end. As I was walking I heard a moaning noise but did not pay much attention to it as I thought maybe it were other hikers ahead of us. Serge on the other hand stopped, and looked across the trail and told me that he saw two bobcats. I turned my head and indeed saw two cats on the other side of the trail. They heard us approach and started running away, but one of them came to a very sudden stop as if he saw something. And that is when we saw the momma mountain lion come out to protect her two cubs. At that moment, we both crapped ourselves. She was huge and fearless. We started banging our hiking poles, yelling, and she did not even flinch. Thankfully the babies started running up the hill and she gave us one last look and slowly went up the hill after them. It is very intimidating and frightening when an animal is not afraid of you. I never thought that mountain lions are so large, she was almost a size of a female lioness. With 3 big animal encounters in the past 48 hours, It’s safe to say that I am now officially more scared of mountain lions than bears.


Wild Huckleberries

This stretch of the trail took us over the California/Oregon border. Completing the state of California felt like a big achievement, especially that PCT runs only through 3 states (CA, OR, WA), California being the largest, accounting for 64% of the trail. We are excited for Oregon, a new state, new scenery, new plant and animal species. Oregon is known as a green tunnel, always under the tree line, full of lakes and…huckleberries.


Before setting out on this trail, I have never heard of such berries. And trust me, we see A LOT of berries on our way through out the entire day. Some of them look so tempting, but without proper identification you can end up eating a poisonous berry that will cut your hike short. At the first chance, I did my proper research for huckleberry identification and in no time we were berry picking the delicious fruit. They are very similar to blueberries, but can only grow above 2,000 feet elevation in the mineral soil of forests. Farmers have made several attempts at cultivating huckleberries domestically but with no success. Therefore, huckleberries are very rare to find in the market as they must be picked by hand in forests (bears love them!) and to sell, a special permit is required.


Dasha is keeping the spirit high

Northern California’s landscape is very different then South and Central regions. A lot more of vegetation due to higher precipitation in the region. The mountains aren’t as tall, but are very distinct and often resembles a never ending cascades.


Our camp spot during Perseid meteor shower

We have been rigorously tracking the timing for the biggest meteor shower of the year – Perseid. Astrologists were promising an especially large meteor fall rate this year. On the night of right before approaching Ashland, we ensured to find an open sky camp spot. Our challenge was the bright moon in the sky. Serge was able to estimate when the moon would go down, and set an alarm for 2:30am for us to wake up. Waking up in the middle of the night was hard, but after making a cup of hot tea we both were wide awake and enjoying the show.

My husband was trying to educate me on the astronomy and bring up all of the interesting facts he could remember. This shower was the best one we have ever seen. You could see stars fall from all directions and at one point I counted as many as 5 falling stars per minute. We were up until early dawn.

Shortly after, we packed our bags and hiked for 8 miles until Callahan’s Lodge right by HWY 5. We then hitched a ride to Ashland and got the most unbelievable breakfast at Morning Glory Cafe.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 98

Just when we thought the dessert days were over… Waking up at 3am to walk 30 water-less miles felt harsh (no natural sources of water, making us carry enough H2O for entire day) . In 2003 a huge storm passed through the Hat Creek Valley. Lightning struck over 900 times, igniting 27 wild fires that ended up burning over 100,000 acres of forest. The consequences are a shade-less & water-less stretch of 30 miles on PCT. What made it even worse was over 100F° temperatures due to a record breaking heat wave that was passing through.


Camping at Baum Lake

At the end of the day we made it to camp around 6:30pm. It was such a pleasure to situate our camp next to a lake. It felt like a small oasis, full of wildlife and noises. It seemed that the lake itself was a runway for herds of ducks that took off every 15 minutes. Several jack rabbits were running around in the grassy patch around our camp site. It was so pleasing, but not for too long before things turned into creepy and me thinking to myself why is this happening to us on one of the nights that we decide not to camp around people.


Evening Full of Mysteries:


  • It was already dark and I was situating inside the tent while Serge was still outside. We both heard some rustling in the nearby bushes and thought that perhaps it was a rabbit or a curious deer. Serge was shining his headlamp towards the bush and saw an animal appear and charge at our tent. Serge first thought that it was a raccoon. As the animal was getting closer to our tent, probably blinded by the head lamp and not seeing Serge’s silhouette, Serge moved to grab his hiking poles to prepare for a battle (because whooping raccoon’s ass is what my fearless man does :)). Poor guy noticed Serge last minute and in astonishment stopped and puffed up his tail like a peacock. It turned out to be a skunk! I immediately yelled out to Serge not to scare him because he will spray if felt threatened. Thankfully, skunk has retrieved back into the bushes and I continued to get ready for bed in hopes that we will not have any surprises in the middle of the night.
  • So at this point I am laying in the tent with my glasses off, Serge was still outside. I notice through our open tent curtain a huge fire ball flying in the sky. I’m like “whoaaah that’s a huge falling star”, then in millisecond I am realizing that it could not be, bc I am not wearing glasses and there is no way I would be able to see a falling star without glasses. I immediately put them on and yell to Serge to look. He was in astonishment. It was a huge fire ball, half the size of a moon, leaving a trace and we could see it fall apart as it disappeared behind the tree line. I immediately thought it was a meteor or a UFO, you never know with all that freaky shyt that goes down in Cali. Serge thought it was a crashing plane and was waiting for a big BOOM.
  • At this point I am super spooky and just want for the night to be over. Finally, Serge gets into tent and all of the sudden we hear very loud and distinct stomping of something HEAVY. We both froze in our tent, not breathing, trying to listen to the beast’s next move. We heard a few hackling noises that are very hard to describe and which we have never heard before. I was certain that it wasn’t a deer or a bear as we would have heard each animal approach through the noise of breaking sticks on the ground. But we didn’t hear such noise as heavy stomping appeared very sudden. We then heard hackling noise disappear into the distance, letting us know that danger has passed. Thankfully, rest of the night went uneventful.
  • Next day Serge browsed the news and found out that it was actually a Chinese rocket debrees falling from space, like space junk. It was seen in 4 different states. That made us feel slightly more sane about last night. However, no sightings of big foot were reported.

Entrance to Subway Cave

At this point we have been on the trail for 20 days without taking a day off. Initially our plan was to hike additional 3 days into small town of Etna. However, we have been so exhausted from hiking in the heat that we decided to take a day zero sooner, in Mt. Shasta town.


At this point we have been on the trail for 20 days without taking a day off. Initially our plan was to hike additional 3 days into small town of Etna. However, we have been so exhausted from hiking in the heat that we decided to take a day zero sooner, in Mt. Shasta town.


A young black bear walking along one of the logging roads

Our Animal Encounter:


  • On the last evening before getting to town, we were hiking to this awesome camp spot that I’ve read about in my guidebook. We would have a perfect view of the majestic Mt. Shasta. As we were getting close to our camp, right below our trail there was a dirt road that would eventually connect to our camping spot. Right on that dirt road Serge saw a black bear walking in the direction of our camp. We immediately made noise, to let him know that there are humans out there in hopes of deviating him from his path. At this point all I can think of that we will totally have a bear in our camp that night. To our luck, the bear never appeared anywhere near our tent. We have been on the trail for 3 months and never had a bear encounter. Deep inside I was glad that it happened from a distance and we actually got to observe him and not have to fight him off.
  • The next morning we woke up very early and were on the trail by 6am in hopes of making it into town for breakfast. As we were hiking, I heard some rustling noise up a hill on our left. It was a gentle noise that you could barely hear in between our walking. I automatically thought that it was a deer and paid no attention. I continued to hear the noise a few more times until I turned my head to look up and saw a silhouette of a big furry head. It did not take me long to realize that it was a bear looking straight at me. I immediately notified Serge that we are in presence of a bear and we should not stop and continue going. Serge started making banging our hiking poles to make noise and the bear seemed to be startled and began moving away from us up the hill. That is when we saw two little cubs run up the hill with their momma. It was crazy to think that here we were, 3 months on the trail, never a bear encounter, and here we had two in less than 12 hours.

Our camping spot with a clear view of Mt.Shasta

After all the craziness we’ve experienced on approach to Mt.Shasta, we have finally reached a small super market along highway 5. At the market store, Serge picked up his package from REI where he had a pair of brand new La Sportiva Wildcats shoes. He was happy as kid when he put those on. Soon after we were able to hitch a ride and get to the town of Mt.Shasta where we immediately went to get breakfast 🙂


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 91

Northern California terrain by any means is not flat. Even though we are out of Sierras, we still have to climb hills every day. Especially if we go into towns which are situated at much lower elevations, so we have to drastically drop and gain elevation each time we get into a town. For example, just a few days ago we were hiking out of town and had a 3,000ft vertical climb just over a few miles. Coming out of Belden our climb was 4500 feet.


During this stretch we have hit our halfway point on PCT. It’s hard to believe that we are halfway done and even more so the fact that it took us 3 months and we only have another 2 months to complete the other half.


Boiling Springs – you could see the hot vapor raising off water

Passing by on our way was Drakesbad Guest Ranch, situated in the heart of the Park. Although this Ranch is very small, it is typically booked all through the summer. Serge and I were very curious as we haven’t heard of such places back on the east coast. As a visitor, you get to stay at one of the private cabins, all meals are included and they even pack you your own lunch if you decide to go on a hike and explore the park. The ranch had a natural hot springs fed pool where they allowed PCT hikers to go for a dip (everyone must shower first before entering the pool).


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 88

The number of PCT thru-hikers greatly reduces after Lake Tahoe. Why? It is considered amongst many that Sierras is the most beautiful & challenging part of the PCT. Once a hiker is done with Sierras and arrives to Lake Tahoe, the realization settles in of the fact that we are STILL in California, and we STILL have about another 600+ miles of Cali before we move on to Oregon. PCT completion rate is approximately 20-26%. Many people simply get bored and don’t find enough motivation to get through the miles. We have witnessed many people drop off the trail for various personal, financial and health reasons. Some over work their feet so much that a stress fracture is caused, putting a hiker off trail for several weeks at a time. Others, spend so much time and money in various towns that they burn through all of their savings and don’t have any funds to continue the trail.


The number of PCT thru-hikers greatly reduces after Lake Tahoe. Why? It is considered amongst many that Sierras is the most beautiful & challenging part of the PCT. Once a hiker is done with Sierras and arrives to Lake Tahoe, the realization settles in of the fact that we are STILL in California, and we STILL have about another 600+ miles of Cali before we move on to Oregon. PCT completion rate is approximately 20-26%. Many people simply get bored and don’t find enough motivation to get through the miles. We have witnessed many people drop off the trail for various personal, financial and health reasons. Some over work their feet so much that a stress fracture is caused, putting a hiker off trail for several weeks at a time. Others, spend so much time and money in various towns that they burn through all of their savings and don’t have any funds to continue the trail.


It is a bit sad that some hikers are so mile oriented that they miss out on the beauty of the trail which could only be noticed in quiet moments. At one point we too got sucked into the mile marathons, and it was not fun. Half way through the Sierras we realized that we have not had a single fire at camp. We were so worried about coming into camp early, going to sleep and waking up early, that we were missing out on the small enjoyments of being out in the wild. It was interesting to see how even on the trail, our minds were still working as if we were back out in the society – always rushing to get from one point to another. If we didn’t meet our mileage goal for the day, then we would get stressed because we have more miles to do tomorrow. We were punishing ourselves for not making “good” miles instead of simply enjoying the experience. At first, I thought I would read at least 5 books while on PCT. Yet, halfway through I realized that I haven’t read a single page.


One evening before going to bed, Serge and I had a long talk about how we feel about this hike. We both came to a conclusion that although it would be nice to finish the trail, most importantly we want to enjoy it. That night we made a fire and before going to bed I asked him what time are we waking up, his answer was “I don’t know”. I liked that answer.


Coming out of Sierras have made us much stronger physically. We could feel the strength in our legs and the overall endurance has increased after being out on the trail for 2.5 months. Realizing that we are stronger and can walk bigger miles and still have fun (like swim in the lakes, get to camp early, read our books and still take breaks throughout the day) gave us hope for finishing the trail. We did our calculations and it turns out that finishing the trail by the end of September is very doable. We don’t have a golden date yet, and really don’t want to set one. But we are excited and believe that we can finish this trail.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 78

We left Tuolumne on 4th of July, passing by places where we have walked with our moms just a few days ago. Once out of the touristy over crowded trails, we were back in solitude of river waterfalls and granite mountains. Walking through the backcountry trails of Yosemite felt like being submerged into the world of majestic rock and stone. I have never got tired of it.


Endless Green Meadows of Yosemite

On the day we exited Yosemite I felt sad. We were leaving the majestic mountains and grassy meadows behind. I kept on turning back to get a last close up glance at the snowy peaks and something inside kept on saying don’t leave just yet.


Dash is walking on steep snowy Sonora Pass

Our final encounter with snow was Sonora Pass. This is where hikers say good bye to their ice axes & micro-spikes. This is also where we said our good byes to the Sierra Mountains. It was a long and beautiful half day hike along a ridge. The snow peak line was in the distance, getting farther & farther away. We were a little jealous of the South bound hikers who will get to see these mountains for the first time – getting butterflies in the stomach and having hard time comprehending that they will soon will be walking through those giants.


Once we crossed on the other side of Sonora Pass, it was amazing to see the drastic change in scenery. We were completely thrilled and high on excitement we pushed on while occasionally looking back at the Sonora Pass and the High Sierras that we left behind.


Lake Tahoe is Visible in the far distance

Two years ago, when Serge and I visited California for the first time, we only have went as far as San Fransisco, thinking that a 4 hour drive to Lake Tahoe was too long. Today, we actually walked on our own two feet into Lake Tahoe and were so pleased.


At Lake Tahoe we bumped in to some of our friends. Left to right: Butt-tape, Scar-face, Shake-N-Bake, Fun-Size, Bear-bait and me!

At Lake Tahoe we bumped in to some of our trail friends! For dinner, we decided to meet at one of the popular casinos buffets! We did wait for almost an hour in line in order to get in. Although, I must say, the amount of food that we all ate, I bet casino lost money that night. Because I think we were carrying out those cheesecakes in our pockets! jk


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 69

Dasha is looking over Mammoth Mountain, thinking about the time we just spent with our moms

After taking 8 days off to spend with our moms it was extremely difficult to get back on the trail. Although we got plenty of rest, it almost felt like our legs forgot what it was like to hike. From Mammoth to Tuolumne, our next resupply point, is approximately 34 miles – a distance doable in 2 days. However, due to us walking slower after taking so much time off & another unaccounted nuance – 2 days of hiking would put our arrival on Saturday evening (post office is closed on Sundays), it took us 3 slow days to get to our destination. We actually did not mind the slow pace, and allowed our selves to relax and take our time during the section that will bring us into Yosemite National Park.


Our cozy camping spot slightly below Donahue Pass

Since we were just in Tuolumne with our moms (a 2 hour ride by car from Mammoth Lakes), we were very tempted to skip that section of the PCT and just have them drop us off at Tuolumne. But we couldn’t, we were afraid to miss on something that otherwise we would never see again. And we were so glad that we didn’t skip. It turned out to be a beautiful section, one of my favorites.

Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 66

Our moms and us standing at Glacier Point in front of World Famous Half-Dome

Maybe it were the countless Facetimes where they saw how skinny our faces are getting, maybe it was the interest to see the beauty that they have never seen before, or maybe it was simply missing each other after being away for several months – our number one fans came to visit, our Moms!


Our Campsite in Tuolumne Meadows

Serge and I were overly excited and could not wait to see them, squeeze them, show the beauty of the Sierras and give them the full blown camping experience. Our moms met us at Mammoth Lakes with their own tent, sleeping bags and 8lbs of BBQ prime ribs, 6 home made strombolis, 4 cans of condensed milk and tons and tons of other food. After being out on the trail for several months and especially through the physically challenging Sierra mountains – I have lost 15lb and Serge was down 25lb. Needless to say, when our moms left we were back to having a healthy glow and even what seemed to look like a thin layer of fat.


Kayaking on Mary Lake

We then took them kayaking on one of the Mammoth Lakes – Mary Lake. Serge’s mom went swimming literally in every lake we passed by, regardless of time of the day & how cold the water was.


Wild Willy’s Hot Spring

We took them to a few more strenuous hikes just to show what a day on the trail feels like for us. We also watched the sunset from one of the local natural hot springs. It was spectacular!


Milky Way arising over Twin Lakes Campground

Sunrise over Yosemite Valley

We spent 2 days in Yosemite National Park, exploring Tuolumne Meadows, Yosemite Valley and checking out the giant Sequoia trees. At the end of our small reunion everyone was tired, emotionally excited and slowly digesting the experienced beauty. As one of my favorite quotes says – “Happiness is real only when shared”. This time we got to share it with the most significant persons of our lives, moms.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 58

Dasha is walking on steep, snowy slope at Glenn Pass

After taking a day zero in Kennedy Meadows (KM) to recharge our batteries before we headed out into the Sierras. There are several resupply stops once you enter the mountains but we felt like we were prepared for an 11 day stretch without resupplying. From KM our next resupply stop would be the Vermilion Valley Resort (VVR). Carrying 11 days worth of food is no joke and needless to say our packs were gigantic weighting at 46lb for Serge and 38lb for me, that’s without any water. To our pleasure, Sierras are very abundant in water, filled with numerous creeks and rivers that run off from the mountains. We never had to carry more than 1 liter of water each (in comparison to the desert, where we often had to carry 3-4 liters of water at a time).


On the second night of being in the mountains, camping at 11,000ft elevation, it looked like a big storm was rolling in on the horizon toward the evening. The sky was dark purple and moving fast towards our direction.

As soon as we got in our tent the rain began. Lightning and thunder were so strong that it felt like someone was turning on & off a light switch all night long. I have never heard such loud thunder in my life. We were surrounded by mountains and when the lightning would strike it sounded like a metal rod rattling against a metal fence, but much louder and coming from the walls of the mountains. It was surreal.


In the morning when I opened my eyes through the open cracks of our tent I saw snow laying on the ground. I woke Serge up and we both noticed how the ceiling of our tent was hanging down from the heavy weight of snow. We peaked outside and ground was covered in snow and the sun was shining. Just overnight everything got snowed in and this is how we encountered our first snow in the Sierras.


Around noon that day, grey clouds moved in and some heavy precipitation began again. The storm was not over. As we were traversing through the mountainous terrain that day at 9,000ft elevation it rained, at 10,000ft it hailed and at 11,000 it snowed. In the past 1.5mo in the desert it rained only once and here we were experiencing it all.


Mt.Whitney is visible on the far right

In our 11 day haul we planned for a side day trip to summit Mt. Whitney. It is the tallest mountain in the lower 48 states (besides Alaska & Hawaii), standing at 14,504 ft tall. We are in the best shapes of our lives and our legs feel the strongest, we could not miss such opportunity. That evening, we got to the Mt. Whitney base camp and the storm started to finally clear up. Walking cold & wet all day, with a few up to your knees river crossings I was sure that we were going to get sick. Luckily our immune systems was just strong as our legs.


The following morning, we somehow managed to put our feet back into our overnight frozen wet shoes and began the beautiful Mt. Whitney ascent which was covered completely in snow. We left all of our gear back at the base camp and went up very light weight, bringing only the minimum. As we were gaining altitude the air started to get more thin. There were several hikers who had to turn around because high altitude was making them too sick.


At the top, the view was phenomenal. There are 2 types of views that you get here in the Sierras. The Mt Whitney view – you are standing on top of the world. And a grand large scale view of getting really close up to the mountains. While Mt. Whitney was a very cool hike, we still love the grand scale view the most. It makes you feel like a tiny ant surrounded by the peaks of stone giants.


Dasha’s is standing on top of Glenn Pass with her heavy backpack

Hiking in Sierras comes with new challenges – hunger and hiking over mountain passes. While in the dessert we were thirsty, in Sierras we became hungry. Because of such difficult terrain that we have to cross every day, our daily mileage not only dropped, but the amount of calories that our bodies burn have increased.


The food that we had with us was not enough to feed our bodies. Every day we would burn around 5,000+ calories and our intake was only around 3,500 per day from the food that we had. That’s including eating 4 times a day, and adding calorie boosters such as coconut and olive oil into our meals. We were hungry all day every day. We simply could not fit any more food into our packs for this 11 day stretch. And we also underestimated the challenging terrain which is very different from what we have been hiking in the dessert. Many people put on additional weight before hiking the PCT so that your body has a cushion of fat to work with in the beginning. But once all the fat is gone, and you don’t eat enough food, your body begins to eat it’s muscle weight.


View from the Top of Mather Pass. Elevation 13,153feet

A mountain pass is the lowest point between two peaks which is the most favorable place to cross a mountain ridge. So imagine two tall peaks between each other that form a “V” and the lowest point of that is called a pass. In the Sierras we have to cross passes every day. I would say that one pass crossing per day is a good solid day of hiking. It is steep and HARD to go up/down mountain passes because they are higher in elevation and most of the time snowed in. It’s difficult to walk in the snow, and depending on time of the day it could either be too icy (early morning) or too slushy (late afternoon).


Despite our lack of food and the tiredness, we found a lot of joy and happiness while hiking through such surreal and untouched beauty. The feeling of adventure, the cravings to explore, would overpower any struggles and motivate us to keep moving forward.


Wanda lake

On day 8 we were coming close to a small Ranch which is a resupply point for many hikers, but because it cost $70 to pick up your package we chose to skip that resupply and not mail ourselves any food there. However, with every resupply location comes a Hiker Box. It’s a box where hikers can drop off any extra food/gear that they sent themselves that they no longer need or don’t want to carry. We decided to take a small side trip to the Ranch to check out the hiker box in hopes of scoring an extra trail mix. When we got to the ranch, to our surprise, there was so much food in the hiker box that we were able to get enough food not only to eat for the next few days until we get into VVR but also for 2 additional days which would take us into Mammoth Lakes, putting us at 13 days all together in the wilderness. That day we were so happy that all we did all day long was stop & eat food.

Our Cozy Camping Spot in Sierras

A few days later, we have finally reached Reds Meadows. After taking a shuttle bus to Mammoth Lakes, we checked in to our hostel and went directly to a restaurant and eat as much food as we possibly could! And I mean literally, double lunch/dinner portions, appetizers, dessert and beer!

Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 43

North of Mojave dessert

This is our last stretch in the desert before hitting Kennedy Meadows – entry to Sierra Wilderness. This was also the hardest stretch for us on the trail so far. We have been mentioning in the previous posts about the water situation in the desert, how scarce it is and that we follow a mile by mile water report which tells us where is the next reliable water source. In the desert, the water report is as important to have as your map to know where you can get reliable water, is the flow of water sufficient to fill up, etc.


Rugged Terrain of West Mojave Hillside

In this last section, there is a 42 mile stretch that does not have any natural flowing water sources. Everything is dry. 42 miles is a lot, and it could take some people 3 days to hike that distance.


Wildlife and Water Cache on PCT

Luckily Serge and I have been on an incremental schedule to increase our mileage to prepare ourselves for the Sierra mountains so by this time we were averaging 20 miles per day. The 42 mile was a doable distance to complete in 2 days. The problem was that we had to carry 2 days worth of water in the hottest and driest part of PCT and our packs could only fit 8 liters at a time. To put this number into perspective, 4-6 liters is how much we drink each in a day, and here we had to cut our water intake almost by half.


On the first day we started our hike at 5am and by 9:30am temperature was over 100F°. Around 11am we found some shade under a Joshua tree and spent the next 5 hours following the shade from the sun and moving around the Joshua tree to stay cool throughout the day. We also had to carefully ration our water for the next two days.


Dark night with milkyway clouds and bright planet mars in the top right corner”

We got into our camp around 9:30pm and one of the hikers yelled out that there was a water cache. We immediately went to check out the cache and found over 30 gallons of water under a Joshua tree. We dropped our packs and started chugging water for the next half our. We did not even want to eat dinner because we were getting full on water. Words cannot describe how happy we were. In moment like these, you come to realize, how little sometimes we need to be truly happy.


Serge and the hero of the day – Devilfish

Around 11pm a car rolled up to the camp site via the accessible dirt road and a guy came out to go check on the cache to see if it needs to be refilled. The next morning when we woke up, the car was still there and we got to meet and thank the Trail Angel who maintains this cache. His name was Devilfish and he also hiked PCT few years back and currently lives in Seattle. He decided to dedicate few months out of his summer and come to Mojave to maintain this cache on the most treacherous water-less stretch on PCT. Again, these people are amazing.


The next morning we felt extremely re-energized! After finally quenching our thirst! We were ready to take on another water-less stretch! This time, our packs were 10lb lighter, which made a huge difference! Also, we were entering higher alpine terrain, where temperatures are much cooler and so much more comfortable.


Toward the end of the day, we were pleasantly surprised by a trail magic from two fellow hikers who hiked PCT couple years back.


As we were getting closer to Kennedy Meadows, we have been on the trail for almost 7 days and have not encountered a single stream or a river for a very long time now. So when Serge first saw the crystal clear Kern River, without any hesitation, he jumped into the water and began swimming. I quickly followed as well!


Once we reached Kennedy Meadows, we decided to spend a full day there, to rest and prepare for our longest and the most difficult stretch on the PCT. After hiking 700 miles, the “Hiker Hunger” has already kicked-in! So once at Kennedy Meadows, we ate, ate and ate…


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 36


We got back to the trailhead at around 2:00PM. The sun was positioned directly over the top of our heads and with the complete lack of shade there was no escape from 100 degree heat. Despite the fact that we took almost a 24hr rest, we were still pretty exhausted from hiking during previous weeks.

Dasha has been having a very difficult time getting used to her new “zero drop” shoes. Even though they worked great and she hasn’t been getting many new blisters on the first 5 days, she developed foot and ankle pains, which were making things very difficult for her.



After descending down to the desert floor, we have reached the place called “Hikertown”. It’s a bit hard to describe what this place is about, but for $5 a night you can get a camp spot, water, “shower” and a friendly guy named Bob, will give you keys to an old Chevy mini-van that can take you to the one and only convenience store that makes burgers and french fries.



After saying good-bye to Hikertown, we have joined the Eastern branch of California’s Aqueduct – a system of water tunnels that transfers large amounts of water for hundred of miles to supply nearby towns & cities of California.

The Aqueduct runs through the edge of Mojave dessert, which contains large amount of Windmills and Solar Panel structures which power the entire city of Los Angeles and surrounding areas. The water for the aqueduct is collected all the way from the foothills of Sierras and then transferred South for hundreds of miles to the city of Los Angeles and many eastern farmlands. For instance, to transfer such an immense amount of water over the mountains, it needs to be pumped some 2,000 feet up through the mountain ranges and only then it can be delivered to it’s final destination.


Half way through our day, we were pleasantly surprised by a group of volunteers from the “Burning Man” association that organized a trail magic for PCT hikers. They had water, beers, food, snacks and most importantly – shade.


After a hot and treacherous 24 mile day we finished our hike by cold and windy Tylerhorse Canyon where we camped for the night. The next day we had to ascend for almost 4,200 feet and then back down to Mojave dessert floor where we hitched our ride to the city of Mojave.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 30

The shoes have been working out great. It took me some time to get used to them, but overall the wide toe box is great. In my old shoes, my feet were squished due to swelling but in the new shoes they don’t even touch.


Our next stop is a small town of Agua Dulce. The town is so small, it does not even have a hotel or a laundromat. You may ask, where would a hiker stay if they needed rest, wanted a day off or simply take a shower & do laundry? Hiker Heaven is what they call Donna & Jeff Saufley’s home. On their private residency they have horses, chickens, 6+ dogs and many excited hikers.


This year is the biggest year for PCT yet, 3,000 PCT hiking permits were issued in 2016 versus 1,500 last year. Movie “Wild” gave the trail a lot of national exposure bringing many outdoors enthusiasts to try their luck on the trail. Donna has not turned away a single hiker. One day they had 80 hikers showed up at their home. With help of volunteers everything was so seemlessly organized. They do your laundry, you can take a nice hot shower, and camp in their backyard. There was a big tent set up with 3 laptops which hikers could use to connect with the outside world. There was another tent with a sawing machine where damaged gear or clothes could be repaired. The shower was so clean and had all of the amenities up to razors, baby powder, lotion, q-tips you name it. I was truly amazed and touched by the kindness of these people who offer this to thru-hikers. I remember around 10pm passing by their open garage door and saw Donna with one of the volunteers still up and doing a laundry load. I couldn’t help but come over with tears of gratefulness in my eyes and give her a big bear hug for everything she does.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 27

Moon rising over the mountains

Our favorite times of the day are early mornings and evenings. There is something magical about those hours. Waking up with the first bird song when everything else is still quiet. Getting out of camp first ones to hit the trail, we can see foot prints of animals who walked the trail at night – deer, coyotes or occasional mountain lion. You get to witness beautiful sunrises and watch mountain ranges in the distance standing in the morning fog. The evenings are especially nice when we do cowboy-camping and watch the sky turn colors before sunset. Birds sing their last songs and the night life comes out. Bats fly around trying to catch insects, owls howl in the trees and coyotes crying in the distance. Slowly the first and the brightest stars begin to appear (with planet Mars being amongst of them in a bright orange color).

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Since we are hiking the trail in spring, we get to see many wild flowers in bloom. We have seen over 20 different flowers, and some of them smell devine. The best part about wild flowers is that they usually grow in batches of large quantities (like entire alleys of blooming flowers) and we get to walk through entire meadows. We have also been crossing some pine forests that hit hard with memories of home. Especially when the sun heats up the needles and pine cones which have a strong smell of pine wax.

Pine Cones

We have not had many wild animal encounters which actually could be a good thing. In Southern California, it’s mostly rattle snakes. Luckily, I have had only 2 times when both neither the rattle snake or myself saw each other until the last minute (coming close within several inches of each other). Luckily, both times rattle snake did not go for a bite but just rattled it’s tail and we were able to safely go around it. ]
However, not all rattle snake encounters have happy endings. A hiker told us a story how he was hiking with another female hiker who was extremely cautious and always watched out for rattle snakes on the trail. One day as they were hiking, they both heard a rattle in the bushes on the side of the trail, and the girl felt something on her ankle. At first, she thought it was just a spike from the bush scratching her leg. When she pulled down her sock, there was a punctured whole with blood sipping out of it. They knew she got bitten, and luckily they were very close to a major road intersection where they could go to a hospital. Older rattle snakes tend to release their venom only 50% of the times they bite. Younger snakes however, release venom 100% of the bites. Venom does not immediately start effecting your body. After hiking for about 1/4 of the mile, the girl started feeling numbness in her lips & the tip of her tongue. Since they were close to a major highway, her friend already had cell service and was able to look up symptoms and was on the phone with poison control in no time. Shortly after, the girl was helicoptered off the trail to the nearest hospital where she had to get 86 doses of anti venom. After spending a few days in the hospital and some additional weeks recovering, she was able to get back on the trail.


Hiking The Pacific Crest Trail: Day 24

Beautiful Sunset near the town of Wrightwood

Unforeseen stop. There will be a separate post on food situation but for this post I wanted to give a little bit of background on our food resupply strategy. Some hikers chose to resupply by going into grocery stores that are located in nearby towns that we pass on the trail (which could vary from as small as a gas station, to huge supermarkets). The towns could be anywhere from a walking distance to having to hitchhike several miles away from the trail.

Dash is sorting through one of our earlier picked up packages

Others choose to mail themselves packages with food (a lot of thought, organization and preparation goes into this type of resupply as you have to think about what you will eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the 5 +/- months that you are on the trail). This way you don’t have to waste time by figuring out town logistics, rely on sometimes non-hiker food friendly convenience stores and pay double the price for food in expensive towns. We decided to mainly rely on mailed packages with food and sometimes resupply in towns if we know there will be a good & affordable resupply options.

This is what 7 Days worth of food looks like on the trail. Keep in mind, the food in those boxes is super compressed and fairly heavy

We have picked up our 7 day resupply package (meaning it has 7 days worth of food until our next resupply location) and did not plan to go into any towns for the next 7 days. For the first 2 weeks on the trail we have been averaging 15 miles per day, gradually building up our strength. On the 3rd week we felt like we were ready to bump up our mileage to 17-19 miles per day. My legs felt stronger and I was excited. Little did we know that upon picking up 7 days worth of food (weighting around 14lb per person) we would not have any water for the next 27 miles. That meant that we would have to carry over a day worth of drinking water and account for any meals that require water for preparation. Several of our hiker friends opted out for dry meals – aka snacks, in order to decrease amount of water they need to carry for the 27 mile stretch. So…on top of our 17lb base weight (that’s weight of our packs without any food & water), plus 14lb of food, we carried 12lb of water each. That’s a 43lb backpack – freaking heavy. On top of THAT, little did we know that in those 27 miles we would have to gain over 6,800 in elevation, which meant walking up, and up, and up, all day long. I have never seen my feet swell so much. It looked like my pinkie toe was getting ready to birth itself from the narrow side of my shoe. Every single one of my squished toes had a blister. My ankles became cankles.


Needles to say the first chance I got service on top of some hill, I was on the phone with REI ordering & expedite shipping a new pair of shoes into nearest town – Wrightwood. I remember still walking in my old shoes, trying to descend down into the town, every step felt like a torture…


Enjoying a delicious home made meal

A bunch of our friends were going to take a day zero in Wrightwood and had reserved a cabin. They had space for 2 more and we were able to join. In our group we had another couple from Canada, JeSlan (Georgio) and Liz (Dirt Squirrel). “6” and Matthew (Chilly Cheese Dog). Upon arriving to the cabin, Liz and I immediately made a dinner grocery list and ended up with a vegetable & shrimp stir fry fajitas. We made so much food that we had enough left overs to feed everyone for breakfast the next morning. It was so relaxing to be in a little cozy cabin, next to a fire, telling stories and laughing with our little hiker family.


Next day I went over to the post office and picked up my new shoes that came in 10.5 men’s size (gotta love my Cinderella feet hehe) and the clown version of Altra Lone Peak’s trail runners!