Oof, my ankle hurts like hell. Despite going to bed hoping that it would magically get better, that didn't happen. Oh well, gotta hike.

No, really -- being out here is no longer optional. I'm like 30 miles from the nearest road in any direction, so the only way for me to not hike on this is to hike those miles. Hikers gotta hike.

Thankfully, the Trinity Alps Wilderness area is spectacular, and that helped make it okay. I wish every step didn't hurt, but it does, and that won't change, so it's best to ignore it.

After a while, I left the Trinity Alps Wilderness area, and entered the Russian Wilderness area. While not as Alps-y, it has huge river valleys that were just incredible to look at and into.

I ended the day on the side of a valley that was essentially a cliff and it was really cool to walk across and see all of the tributaries flowing down, eventually forming the river at the bottom, making the canyon deeper and wider, one millimeter at a time.

I finally entered a forest and camped 9 miles out from the road to town -- a town I was going to skip, but will now likely zero in. Such is the PCT.