We decided to get up at 5am to get a jump on the day, but I was so excited I was wide awake at 4:15. We started hiking by headlamp at 10 till 6. The nice weather we have enjoyed for the past 10 days held and the morning was dawning crystal clear. The sunrise, one of the best I’d seen on the trail, was displayed brilliantly across the mountains as we walked along a ridge. We made good time all morning – it helped that we only had one significant climb. We ate lunch a little before noon having already tackled over 16 miles. Lunch was a short affair and in no time flat we were hiking again. We contoured up the side of the ridge we were on and hiked along its top to the highest PCT point in WA. From here we literally flew the last 7 miles. Hiking down a couple of switchbacks, I rounded a corner and there it was – the border monument. So long had this day been anticipated, dreamed about, and strived for and now it was here. After a celebratory high five, we poured over the trail register and read entries from all the friends who had arrived before us. After adding our own we posed for pictures. Finally we picked up our bags and began the 8 mile walk to civilization. I began planning this hike over a year ago. I flew to the kickoff party on April 22 and began hiking May 3. Finally after 149 days, 2663 miles, 30 days off, 3 states, 3 pairs of shoes, 10 pairs of socks, a double fracture in my right foot, sprained left wrist, ingrown toenail, and 5.5 gallons of ice cream later I walked out of the woods in Manning Provential Park, British Columbia, Canada.