Today was much the same as yesterday, with long stretches of tree-lined trail.
But, there were a few new sights. Although the view was usually blocked by trees, we did catch the occasional glimpse of a major mountain. In fact, there was a spot where we could see all of Mounts Adams, St. Helens, and Hood from nearly the same vantage point.
Generally, the trail is taking us towards Mt. Adams right now, snaking its way past water sources.
Soon before camp, we ran into Bill again. He’d gotten stung by something, and his right arm had swollen quite a bit. He said he’d look for a camp spot soon after us.
We set up camp a little early, since we’d happened to find a nice spot near the end of the day, and had done more mileage than expected — a 28-mile day.
While brushing my teeth, I walked down the trail a bit, towards the border of the Indian Heaven Wilderness. We had camped about 200 feet short of the official border. Just on the east side of the trail, I saw bright lights and shadows flickering around in the woods. Maybe it was Bill setting up camp, but I bet he doesn’t waste batteries on that kind of light show. I crept back to camp, not wanting to attract the attention of the forest denizens.
As we set up camp, it felt like everything was wet, from the humidity. I hope this isn’t the beginning of Washington showing us the weather it’s famous for.
