When you hike the PCT a lot and people know that, they expect you to be
1. Omniscient about all things PCT (but only on trail, not in online discussion forums)
“How many miles to yadda yadda?”
“Can I get fiesta chili shrimp ramen at this store?”
“What’s the elevation, latitude and longitude of Sheep Lake?”
I’ll try and answer your questions to the best of my knowledge, but I’m not always right. This year I was given the pseudo trail name “Not a Clue;” which testifies to my foggy knowledge. Come on! It’s a long trail! It’s like 2,600 something miles…658?
2. Impervious to everything
I get tired, I get giardia, sometimes I even get a blister.
I fuck up. Sometimes I don’t pack enough food or water. Sometimes I walk down the wrong trail. Sometimes I do really stupid things like drink my alcohol stove fuel.
I never claim to be fast but I get taunted anyway:
“Thought I’d never see you again!” and “I thought you’d be in Canada already” and “So and so is faster than you!”
5. Friends with Cheryl Strayed
I don’t know Cheryl, she hiked in the 90’s. I was watching Nickelodeon and reading Goosebumps in the 90’s.