Memories from August 18
Leaving camp this morning
Lava Springs. Fortunately, no lava.
In the Goat Rocks Wilderness, the view begins to open up in some places. It’s been a while since I’ve seen a ridge of exposed rock so this was a little exciting. From this angle, the rocks look like an eagle trying to take off. I don’t know why the area is called Goat Rocks but maybe they are other animal shaped rock formations.
I know the PCT is supposed to be a pack trail but I’ve never heard of someone riding a tree. It doesn’t seem like they’ll be able to get all the way from Mexico to Canada in one year. Maybe they’re just section riding.
In the evening, I passed the Grey Coyotes and spent some time talking with them before finding a campsite a short way down a side trail.