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>Juan de fuca trail in feburay. me and a bud
>47 km with infinite switchbacks.
>sheer plunge into the sea if you fall to the left
>day 1 beautiful 16 C sunny day. some dark clouds in the distance.
>11 k to the first beach make it in great time.
>stay up to see the stars, feels a bit cold but whatever great day.
>wake up to snow on the beach. we have 21 kilometers to do that day with over 2k elevation gain and loss.
>start hiking and its blizzard time. snows hard all day. we prepared for heavy rain so we stay dry everywhere but our shoes.
>get to the camp ground with 5 minutes of light left. buddy was in charge of second nights food. brought a box of...
>MAC AND FUCKING CHEESE AND A FULL SIZE STEEL KITCHEN PAN
>barely get the water to boil (found out later that night was -11C) and eat very dente noodles.
>MAIN FUCKUP left my wet shoes outside and they froze into literal ice.
>ooh did i mention bud also did not bring a sleeping mat?
>had to bro-spoon to survive on my mat
>boiled water to melt shoes enough to get my foot in. i started to get feeling back at about 3 kilos in that day.
>next day was +15C and blue sky. saw marmots, eagles, bears and not one human till we got to the car after another 20km day. fucking beautiful.
best tip is just EMBRACE THE SUCK
