Posted from Washington, United States.
I slept fitfully due to the rodent population in the shelter, but was very glad to be dry when I looked out at the thick fog. It was dark in the shelter so we didn’t get up and moving till almost 8am. Thankfully it wasn’t raining, but all the vegetation was wet which in turn got me wet.
It was a great day to be dreary as the trail was some of the worst I’d seen in a long time. We walked in and out of huge clear cuts. The trail also seemed to make a point to hit every high spot nearby which just wore me out and was very AT like. The fog finally lifted and left a low-lying cloud cover through which the sun would poke through and tease us every now and then.
Realizing I wasn’t going to get a sunny warm spot for lunch, I stopped about 1pm. I scarfed down food and was moving again in 15 min to stay warm. All afternoon the trail was more of the same with a preponderance of huckleberries being the only redeeming factor. We finally stopped at a terrible roadside campsite next to a gross lake – the only camping we could find. With it dark at 7:45 now, I was in bed by 8:30. At least tomorrow we get to sleep inside.