Hands down, Washington was my (T-Fox’s) favourite terrain on the entire trail. Don’t get me wrong…she threw some challenges at us – grown-over trails in section K and cold, bone-chilling rains just to name a few. But she made up for it with her beauty and her character.
Washington felt like home. Canada was so close. As hard as wet-weather can be, we enjoy West Coast weather because rainforests are magical…the wilderness is ALIVE with lush and green vibrancy.
And I relaxed more than I ever had on the trail. Sure, we were cranking out long, gruelling days, but I felt so capable to do so! And Canada was SO CLOSE! With only 510 miles left in Washington (with 2150 miles completed), we had this thing. If I could go back, I would…in a heart-beat.
The entire PCT was unreal…better than I ever could have imagined. I’m not just saying that in a naive “those were the days” kind of way, but in an honest-to-God kind of way. THE BEST experience of my life to date. It’s hard not to feel a little depressed when I think back to the PCT. Here I am, sitting on my couch, watching videos from the best adventure/trip of my life. I was strong! I was outside everyday! I was LOVING life! How do you get that feeling back? How can I continue to make everyday like the PCT?
Sadly…I don’t think I can make everyday an adventure. Life goes on. Work has to be done. I say I would hike the PCT again in a heart-beat…but would it be the same? Should I keep reminiscing about those days and wish to live it all over again, or embrace today for the challenges, and wonders that she has for me? While hiking on the PCT, I kept reminding myself to “live in the moment” and soak it all in. I need to keep doing that. Live in the moment, even if the moment is going out for drinks with a new friend or walking my dog around a lake. Those moments can be just as beautiful and magical if I allow them to be.
It’s been roughly 10 months since we started the PCT. We’re in Victoria, settled into our jobs, and thriving as a couple. We try to explore The Great Outdoors as much as possible – camping, mountain biking, hiking, and skiing. Mother Nature is EVERYWHERE!
So while we may not be walking on the PCT anymore (boo-hoo), we are still trying to embrace the lessons on love, life, and adventure that we learned through that experience. Recently, we visited the Cheewhat Giant here on Vancouver Island – the largest known red cedar in the world. I cried when I met him/her. Started bawling like a baby. I feel more in-tune with nature…with life…with the complexity and FRAILTY of it all. You have to respect life that is thousands of years old…right?
T-Fox and Lorax