Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


The hiking went suddenly (from my perspective) from dry late summer forests to the middle of a brilliant fall folaige explosion. I blasted through two fully charged camera batteries in three days. Here's a highlight.

And another, though it turned out a bit dim.

Sunset the first night on the trail going southbound was captured from "unnamed high point" above Hopkins Lake. This is the PCT's highest point in the entire state of Washington and it was only 7,120 feet or so. Complete panoramic 360 degree view of sawtooth ridges dripping with glaciers in the distance. To the east, more rolling mountains and dramatic drop to the aforementioned lake. The decision I made to leave the lake and climb a bit higher before camping was one of the best-timed on the entire hike so far. I reached the top just as this golden splendor was unfolding and drenching everything in view with color. For reference, this was the night of the 16th of September. Man I am getting really slowed down by this illness, can't wait to get back out there.!

From the same vantage point.


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