1. No quantity or number; naught; the figure 0.
  2. A day in which no miles are hiked.

Sierra City

camp location
written Jul 13, 2017 @ 12:00 am after hiking 19.18 miles

Today was a nice and leisurely start -- I didn't even set an alarm! I only had 7.4 miles to go before I reached Sierra City. Here is where I would resupply (top off, really -- I left Tahoe with too much food), get lunch, and then hit the trail again. I had no intention of lingering or spending the night.


The 7-mile downhill hike


I have no idea where this long green tunnel came from -- I thought that was the Appalachian Trail.

I had heard about their famous "Gutbuster", a fully-loaded massive 1-pound cheeseburger, and I had to put it to the test. After ordering one (and waiting an eternity for it to cook), it arrived and looked like a softball covered in various veggies, barely contained in a bun.

Honestly, I ate it in like three minutes flat, and I'm not proud of that. In fact, by the time I thought "I should get a picture", it was almost gone. Sorry, everyone.

I did go back for a milkshake, an ice cream sandwich, a liter of ginger ale, and a package of Oreos, and that is something I'm mildly proud of and disgusted by. Such is PCT life, I guess.

I then just lingered around with other hikers until around 4:00pm since it was hot and I had 3,700 feet of vertical to climb. Then I got a hitch and, well, started working on that.

And passed something cool after climbing for a couple miles.


My first one in 400 miles that wasn't buried in snow!

Unfortunately, the trail was really annoying -- it was entirely loose rock. Sharp, big, small, loose, crappy rock that slowed me down. Oh well, I got up it all the same with minimal cursing.


Rocks from hell.


Pretty views, though.