Hui caught me as I was breaking down camp. He was one of those hikers who looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't quite figure out from where. Apparently I was more memorable, however, because he certainly remembered me, asking whatever happened to that dog Charmin and I had found on the side of the road. He was hiking with Shang-hi at the time, and that was the one and only time we had ever crossed paths.... until now! And if you guys still want to know what happened to that dog, I don't really know for certain what happened after it arrived at the animal shelter, but I'm optimistic that it's owner found him since the animal shelter doesn't seem to have any record of the dog anymore, and Dezert Ratty told me they think they might have found the owner. =) But details are sketchy, and I'll likely never have full closure to that particular story.
Hui and I hiked on and off together throughout the day, stopping for a break at Jizo, the patron saint of travelers. It was along Road 23 where many hikers often hitch a ride down into Trout Lake. We didn't do that, but a local monastery left a large trash can filled with trail magic. Hui and I stopped to enjoy the trail magic, and throw out our tarps and tents in the sun to dry out.
|Hui bushwacks around this treefall.|
And of course, I was on Mount Adams, close enough to see the giant cracks in the glaciers and the dusting of new snow at the top from the rainstorm I suffered through the previous couple of days. It was one of those jaw-dropping views that photographs can never properly capture. I was in a pretty good mood. =) I pitied the poor hikers ahead of me who had to hike through this area in the rain. At least most of the time I was in the rain, I was also in trees and so I didn't miss a whole lot of views. The people hiking through here during that time.... they missed out big time.
|This is Jizo. The register with the food cache explained:|
"The small shrine above the food and trash cans is Jizo.
He is the patron guardian of: (1) travelers,
(2) anyone at a crossroads in life, and (3) children."
|Hui closing in on Mt. Adams.|
I'd have loved to camp out here on "my trail," but I still had miles to do. It was late in the afternoon when I arrived, but wanted to push on more, finally coming to a rest at Killen Creek where I found Em and Rising Sun already camped. From a distance, I could see several people camped in the area, but most of them had large, heavy tents that thru-hikers never used. When I saw Em and Rising Sun's campsite, I didn't know who they were, but it looked like a thru-hiker camp, so I popped in to find out if it was anyone I knew. And it was! Em and Rising Sun. Not that I knew them particularly well. I only met them for the first time the day Amanda dropped me off on the trail a few days before. But they were my kindred spirits. =)
After sunset, we all went to sleep, but I suffered a serious case of insomnia, tossing and turning and not feeling at all tired enough to fall asleep. The shooting pains that went through my left foot didn't help much either, and I popped a couple of vitamin I, but it didn't seem to do any good. I don't know why, but sometimes, at the end of the day, I get these shooting pains in one or both my feet. Perhaps once every couple of weeks. During the day while hiking, no problem. At night, after I got to sleep, pain. In the morning, it's like nothing happened. And strangely, it seems like it happens most often when I hike short days. You'd think hiking a long day might cause that, but a short day? *shrug* I don't understand it, but I have had to learn to live with it. Usually a couple of ibuprofen will take care of the issue and let me get to sleep, but it didn't seem to be working tonight.
|Mount St. Helens. Hui and I hoped to see a small,|
minor eruption, but alas, nothing....
I didn't expect rain overnight, but I set up my tarp for the same reason I did the night before: Hoping it would dry out, and if the condensation was anything like it was the night before (and standing in the meadow for that short while, I could feel condensation forming on me already!), it would keep me dry.
What a fantastic day for a hike!
|It's hard to tell in my photos, but there's actually a light dusting of fresh snow on Mt. Adams.|
All the snow on the glaciers washes out the fresh snow in my photos, though.
|I built this trail. Well, helped to build it, at least. =) I spent a half-hour |
digging out a buried tree from the trail here.
|Meadow near Killin Creek with Mt. Adams in the background.|
|Waterfall near camp.|