Thunderstorm

camp location

Oh god what a wet night.

I didn't set up my tent because:

  • it didn't look like rain
  • I was on someone's porch and that doesn't work with a tarp tent
  • I didn't want to

However, there was so much condensation that it was functionally the same as a light rain. I'm going to need to find somewhere to dry out my sleeping bag today or it's going to be bad news bears.

The hiking this morning was more mud -- at least for the morning. So I sucked it up and put on my still-wet socks and shoved my feet into my still-wet shoes and got straight to splashing through puddles.

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Sigh.

In case you can't tell from my writing, I'll make it clear: I was not a happy camper. This was just so maddening and frustrating and ugh who likes hiking with cold wet feet for hours and hours and miles and miles? Oh well, the only way through it is to go through it so I might as well just move as fast as I can.

Eventually it ended, and I was greeted with the most joyous of sights: a gravel road. It sounds like I'm kidding, but I was almost as happy as when I finally found that Jeep road on the PCT. I had the option here to continue up into the forest to keep hiking, or to walk the road. I am not ashamed to say that I walked the road -- my feet needed a break to dry out and take an hour off.

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I never thought I would be happy to see this.

And onwards I went: hiking hiking hiking. I eventually left the road and continued the ever-increasing climb up towards the plateau on well-maintained trails.

As I continued this climb, I saw ominous clouds nearby, and rain in adjacent valleys.

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Someone better have an umbrella

Eventually these rainclouds started thundering instead of just looking menacing. The rain was still a valley away, but every so often I'd get hit with a minute or five of Jesus rain, accompanied by thunderclaps. Strange stuff. Beautiful, but strange.

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Pretty rainbows, too!

Around the time it was going to be time for me to call it quits for the day, there was a conveniently-placed DNT cabin. These self-service cabins are open to any member (you get a key when you join), and have firewood, dishes, beds, food, and so on for a reasonable fee. I wasn't interested in any of that, except the roof over my head (I have camped in a thunderstorm before; once is enough for me).

So in I went! I even made a fire to dry out my clothes (I had been able to dry out my sleeping bag while I ate lunch earlier today). I didn't want to risk anything with COVID-19, so I just slept in my gear on the floor while the thunder rolled on by.

It was a pretty great evening, all things considered.

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Koselig!