Day Three: Zero in Cascade Locks, OR

I did not have a great sleep last night. Rather than pass out as I would have liked, I kept waking up because I could feel my muscles stiffening up. To prevent this, I would keep waking up to change positions before they could cramp up or anything. Nonetheless, I had nothing to wake up for and got to take it easy all day. Even though I never did find my group from yesterday, I did meet quite a few other thru-hikers: El Presidente (who had hiked with the Sobohobos for a while), Swope, Cheeseburger, Hmmmm, Cloudbuster, Turbo, Curly, Double Check, and Calorie (the last two being brothers and the youngest, Calorie, was only 16! But for a variety of reasons he had decided to call it a hike and head home). Overall a good day. I got to satisfy my Root Beer cravings and plan out the next stretch
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Day 1 on the Trail – Timberline Lodge To Salvation Springs

September 11th; Approx. 20 miles Last night I quickly rushed to switch around all my packing to get ready to hike, and then went downstairs to meet everyone more formally (and was also treated to an amazing dinner of eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns). Soon we were all in bed, ready for an early 4:40am wake up. By 8:15 this morning, we had made the drive, I met Farmboy, and the four of us, Splints, FB, their dad, and I, were on our way from Timberline Lodge (actually used as the exterior in the movie “The Shining”). The hiking was great. It felt so good to be on the trail again that I felt I would have no problem with 30 miles, as my friend Barrel Roll was warning me I’d have to do when they caught up to me. Also there were some great views along the way of Mt.
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Day 14 (cont.) into Portland

Mile 4933 (almost 5k!) Last night I didn’t get into Portalnd until late. The guys at the Harley-Davidson dealership weren’t done working on the bike until about 4 o’clock. Luckily though, Eowyn was running great again, other than a slightly stiff front fork, and they even cleaned the bike! Perfect for putting it in storage for a month. I left 101 earlier than planned to get to Portland faster and took rt. 126 East to I-5 This was actually a really nice ride, which I was glad to get in with the bike in working order before putting her in storage. When I made it in, I finally got to meet the “trail angel” family that had so kindly offered to let me store my bike in their garage for a month. Their son, “Splints,” had been thru-hiking the PCT (a 2,600 mile long trail that runs from Mexico to
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