Years ago, backpacking the Rae Lakes Loop with a friend in early July, I ran into a PCT thru-hiker on trail for the first time. We were paused at the base of Glen Pass, somewhat nervously looking up at the steep snowy north side. Traipsing down towards us came a woman wearing a Hawaiian shirt and carrying a tiny backpack. She also, inexplicably, was carrying a sparkly hula hoop. Aside from the outfit, I was struck by her gait. She seemed invincible and carefree, casually strolling along at 3 miles per hour.
Invincible and carefree
Invincible and carefree
Invincible and carefree
Years ago, backpacking the Rae Lakes Loop with a friend in early July, I ran into a PCT thru-hiker on trail for the first time. We were paused at the base of Glen Pass, somewhat nervously looking up at the steep snowy north side. Traipsing down towards us came a woman wearing a Hawaiian shirt and carrying a tiny backpack. She also, inexplicably, was carrying a sparkly hula hoop. Aside from the outfit, I was struck by her gait. She seemed invincible and carefree, casually strolling along at 3 miles per hour.