|The Graduate catches a snake and plays around with it.|
A little after 11:00, The Graduate and I headed out to the bus stop to catch the 11:15 bus back to High Bridge. Danny decided to stay in town and watch TV, claiming he'll just catch the next bus three hours later. The Graduate and I wondered if he really would catch the next bus or get sucked into town for an extra day. So we left the town of Stehekin. Someday, I thought, I'd bring Amanda here. She'd like this place. And we left Stehekin carrying everything that we would need for the rest of our hike. No more resupply points. No more maildrops. Next stop.... Canada!
|I have a policy with wildlife. I leave them alone, and they'll leave |
me alone. The Graduate seems to have a different policy. =)
Colter let me borrow his maps to take down a few notes and I took photos of the rest of the book in case those turned out to be useful, but I was heart-broken. My maps.... my precious maps.... I hadn't felt so naked since, well, Hike Naked Day. Disaster! How could I have left my maps behind?
Colter harassed me as I took down notes from his map about upcoming water sources and campsites telling me, "It's really nice. You should get one!" Bastard.
|Tiki gods seem to protect this fire pit.|
(This is also where I think I left my Erik the Black
book. *whine whine*)
The Graduate and I stopped to camp after about 15 miles, and he was so industrious, he even built a campfire. A very smokey campfire since all the wood was still wet from the rain the night before, but a warm campfire. The Graduate and I gossiped about thru-hikers behind us, wondering who would still make it and who had already left the trail.
Colter hiked on a bit further for the night, never to be seen again. (Well, not by me, at least. Presumably, others have since seen him. I never heard about any hikers going missing on this section of trail!) It was a little sad every time someone pulled ahead or behind. We were so close to the border now, we knew it would likely be the last time we ever saw some of these people again.
A lot of mixed emotions started flooding me. Anxious to be done with the trail, but already missing it too.
|I just love the color and clearness of this water! It looks more like a painting than a real creek!|
|I took photos of Colter's handbook to get me the rest of the way to Canada.|
I didn't realize it until later when I tried to zoom into the photos, but they were
rather blurry and difficult to use. I suppose it's still better than nothing!
|The Graduate tries to look macho, taking a break by this creek. =)|