The Kindness of Strangers on the Pacific Crest Trail.

When I awake it’s super misty and damp, condensation layers my sleeping bag. Animals such rabbits and chipmunks scurry around. I get up at 6am, hang my sleeping bag from the tree and wander down to the petrol station. If it is closed I’m hoping the helpful lady the trio talked of yesterday comes in … More The Kindness of Strangers on the Pacific Crest Trail.