Day 125-128: Picturing the Three Sisters Wilderness

In the past four days, we witnessed some of the most beautiful and varied scenery the Pacific Crest Trail has to offer. Below we share the visual story of our journey through the Three Sisters Wilderness, Mt. Washington Wilderness, and Mt. Jefferson Wilderness. Happy viewing!

Day 125: Desane Lake (Mile 1948)-Near Rock Mesa (Mile 1970); 22 miles

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Day 112-115: Life in Southern Oregon

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In this post, we describe Day 115 of our Pacific Crest Trail thru hike in detail. We hope our description gives you a glimpse into our everyday lives as we walk through the forests of southern Oregon. But first, here is a brief summary of days 112-114:

Day 112: Near McDonald Peak (Mile 1715)-Ashland (Mile 1727); 12 miles

After 6 hours of walking, we hit a highway where a friendly stranger named Debbie took us to Ashland. So helpful!

Day 104-107: Newts, Snow Hats, and a Flock of Hummingbirds

Day 104: Deadfall Lake (Mile 1542.5)-Above Scott Mountain Campground (Mile 1567.5); 25 miles

After saying our goodbyes to friends and family, we hit the trail. We soon came upon a hillside covered in dark purple flowers. A large flock of hummingbirds was enjoying the flowers’ nectar and chasing each other through the blossoms. When they needed a rest, they would perch on the flower stalks, which didn’t even bow under their weight.

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We paused to watch for a few minutes. We had never seen so many hummingbirds in one place before, and they were beautifully playful.

After a mix of forest and open vista walking, we reached a spring, where we cooked lunch with the clear, cold water. Parmesan pasta was on the menu, but with an awesome twist: North Star’s aunt Jan forages for mushrooms, and had sent us dried morels. We rehydrated those and added them to the pasta. The flavor was wonderful.

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After lunch we walked along a curving ridge, and eventually almost circled back on ourselves! This part of the PCT wandered all over the place, including, for some portions, to the south. It felt as if California didn’t want to let us cross into Oregon.

Still, we made good progress, and were rewarded with a very sweet sunset in the forest.