Six months hiking across America on the Pacific Crest Trail

Sam standing on a precipice, overlooking the Jahuarcocha valley.

Elevation: Low 140ft – High: 14,505ft

2650 Miles

As opposed to following the traditional format of a daily trip report, I hope to give you a glimpse into a few of the experiences my partner Sam and I had on our six-month trek across America.

It had taken over a year and a seemingly endless amount of planning to get here. If we had driven from our home in Toronto, Canada to Campo, California, it would have taken 38 continuous hours to cover the 2548 mile distance. 2548 miles. Just 102 miles shy of the 2650 miles that we planned to hike from Mexico to Canada along the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT).

When we finally touched down in San Diego, our first task was to get to a particular parking lot. Once there, admist the chaos of the airport traffic, we were to spot a van with a yellow pom-pom sticking out the window and hop in. This ride would be our ticket to the start of a journey we're still thinking about almost half a decade later.

Sure enough, the van drove by, pom-poms sticking out of both windows. Presumably seeing our packs, the driver waved us over. "PCT?" she called out. "Yes." The van doors slid open and we climbed in, searching for a seat amongst a sea of other hikers, packs and trekking poles. Minutes later, the van starts up again and we're speeding down the highway towards the house of two trail angels known as Scout (Barney) and Frodo (Sandy). For years, these two kind souls have been driving hundreds of hikers to Campo, the remote starting point of the Pacific Crest Trail, and we were excited to meet them after communicating with them via email for weeks.

We pulled into the driveway late that evening, absolutely buzzing with nervous energy. Dragging our packs into the yard, we spent the first night of our journey sleepless in San Diego. Camped alongside thirty or forty other hopeful hikers, we gazed up at the stars and wondered what lay ahead.

Surprisingly, we had chosen to begin hiking on the same day that a local news channel was recording a feature on hikers attempting the PCT. As a small convoy of minivans carrying groggy hikers left the suburbs of San Diego behind, the news van followed closely.

Despite the commotion, everyone sat quietly in the van, perhaps too nervous to say much. After all, we had all read the statistics stating that less than half of those who attempted the trail would actually complete it. Regardless, there was some comfort in knowing that we were not alone in this endeavor and that we shared a common goal. As we drove along the highway, I couldn't help but mentally unpack all of the gear we had meticulously researched and weighed back at home: two long sleeve shirts, one pair of pants, three pairs of socks, two pairs of underwear, one water filter, two 2-L water bladders, two additional 1-L bottles, stove, fuel, and the list went on...

As the van turned onto a rough and unpaved road, I was jolted back to reality, listening closely as Barney shared some of the amazing experiences he had during his own PCT hike. He told us that the journey we had begun today would likely change each and every one of us. I don't think it was until well after we had hiked the last mile, that I fully understood what he was trying to convey.

Hiking on the Pacific Crest Trail can be likened to the stages we all go through in life. First, you start off as a 'child,' inexperienced, yet full of excitement and energy. The first few weeks you learn how to walk... how to really walk. Starting off slow with lower mileage days, until you are able to comfortably walk an average of 25 miles per day. During this time, you learn a hiking style that works for you, the best time to get up, how to efficiently organize and pack your gear in the morning, the best time to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner, and also what food items to buy when you resupply so as to maximize your calorie intake, at minimal weight penalties.

As you progress into 'young adulthood,' you become more confident in your decisions. Through the hardship of the desert, you build the stamina required to tackle the High Sierras, the first large mountain range. Due to the extreme elevation gain in this particular section, your total daily mileage typically slows. Beyond the Sierras and into 'mid-life,' you enter the less rugged and flatter terrain of Northern California and Oregon. After months spent on more challenging terrain, this section of the trail was built for big miles and long days. It is not uncommon for hikers to average 30+ miles per day in this section

Finally, as you approach the end of the trail, with your fat reserves long gone, everything begins to slow down. The miles become considerably more challenging as you enter the difficult terrain of the Cascades Mountain range in Washington State, where you will hike the final stretch towards the Canadian border.

Hiking the PCT is an experience so completely foreign from anything most individuals have experienced before. It allows you to meet and connect with people from all over the world, and from all walks of life, without predisposition. Normal societal identifiers, such as your job, the neighbourhood you live in, and what you can afford, are largely irrelevant on the trail. If there was anything that I underestimated when Barney described the trail as being life-changing, it was the impact that the people I met would have on me. As the miles drew on, acquaintances solidified into friendships that would endure throughout the trail and beyond.

Mile 0 – 702

Packaging for a Gopoze wall frame.

Mile 703 – 1698

Packaging for a Gopoze wall frame.

Mile 1699 – 2155

Packaging for a Gopoze wall frame.

Mile 2156 – 2650

Packaging for a Gopoze wall frame.