Volcanic

It was an easy cruising through Oregon. The days were marked by the volcanic peaks passed — one every other day.

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Old PCT blazes still clearly mark the trail in their stamped metal glory. 

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I thought my waterless stretches were over once I left the desert in Southern California.  Surprisingly Oregon had some really dry sections.  

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Patches in the distance. I would see her every other day at watering holes or campsites along this stretch. We were unitentionally walking at the same pace. This would happen from time to time on the trail with other people, but it happened all the time with Patches. Which meant Patches and I knew all the details of each other's life stories. 

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R.R. Butters proudly displays two Western Mountaineering bags zipped together. This experiment led us to try three bags — we were too preoccupied trying to see if we could that we never asked ourselves why. 

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I hope to go back to this area in winter and get my back country ski on.  

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Crushing volcanoes all day, err day. 

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Another Volcanic Peak  

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Thank goodness for the trail.  This section was toasty and I was thankful to be rocking short shorts. 

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The colors!