Who likes Cheesits?

Miles: 1944.2 to 1964.6

Mileage: 20.4, plus 2.4 to and from Elk Lake resupply

Day: 94

The mosquitoes were back in the morning to wake us. Fortunately, it was on the chilly side, so they moved slowly.

We were motivated to get in the 15 miles we had to cover to get to Elk Lake Resort. There we could get our resupply box, shower, and eat hot, greasy food. But, most importantly, bury ourselves in ice cream.

Because we were so ready to be at Elk Lake, the miles went by slowly. I listened to the end — finally — of “Crime and Punishment.” I say finally because I found that book to be a bit of a chore. The character’s speeches go on for too long, I think. But still, I’m glad I stuck it out.

It’s kind of like the trail that way. It has been months of contradicting experiences and emotions all about the same 18-inch wide band of dirt stretching from the Mexican border, north.

Sometimes I love it; hate it; am challenged by it; am bored of it; wish I was done; wish I never had to stop.

I know I’ll miss it once I’m back in my real life. But, then again, it might be nice to do something different for a change.

Now, about this resupply. I put all 20 food boxes together over a three-day period in early April. After buying an impressive variety of foods from Costco, I did my best to imagine how hungry we would be for each stretch and what we might like to eat. Overall, I think I’ve done pretty well. There’s only a few items I can’t stand anymore and the same is true for Richard. And it’s worked out that what I’m tired of, he’s not and visa versa. So, ultimately, it all gets eaten.

But this box, however, was not my best work. The whole thing is Cheezits. I’m not sure how I did that. I must have been sleepy or something. For a five-day stretch, I packed us 18 bags of Cheezits.

This section of the PCT is brought to you by: Cheezits.

Good thing it’s only five days, because we are going to hate Cheezits by Friday.

Can’t win them all, I suppose.

Well, I guess it’s not ALL Cheezits. I also packed 10 Snickers Bars. I guess I dropped the variety ball.

Richard walking through the Oregon woods.
Cheezits anyone?


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