10/16/2023
Section: Milepost 2395.8 to 2395.8
Total Trail Miles: 2393.7 Miles
Distance: 0 Miles
Moving Time: 0:00 Hrs
Elevation Gain: 0 ft
Well, second day sick in bed. Amanda woke up this morning completely down and out so we weren’t moving. It was also pouring outside so, just chalk up another reason not to be moving today.
Looking at Instagram we could see that, 100 miles south of us, Charlie and Co - the group that had been following behind us for some time - were sitting out the rain at White Pass, maybe in the same room we had spent our first day sick in six days ago. But hey! We aren’t the last ones out here on this long, thin line between Mexico and Canada.
I headed out this morning, into the rain, to get us some breakfast. I stopped in at Laconia Coffee - a very Seattle-esk coffee and provisions shop just about 5 minute’s walk down the access road next to I-90 from the hotel. It featured a lot of overpriced, but very nice snacks and coffee. Felt like I was in downtown Seattle. I picked Amanda and I up some breakfast sandwiches and got myself some coffee, before marching back through the sleet to the hotel.
Amanda was doing a bit better. She had also gone through the darkest moments in the wee hours of this morning and was on the road to recovery but, again, not worth pushing it today. We ate our breakfast while watching some shitty TV and spent the rest of the morning getting caught up on our digital tasks. Just generally recharged all day. At midday, we headed to the hot-tube. It felt like it had been perpetually swampy for the last 30 years, but it was nice to get warm, and especially so as we watched the rain pour down outside.
Shortly after noon, we headed over to Dru Bru. Amanda had made a quicker recovery than me and we contemplated heading out in the afternoon, but it just wasn’t worth it given the still steadily falling rain. Instead, we shared some beer and talked about our path north and all the many times we had been over this pass and how going over it would never be the same.
After our afternoon share session and some Seattle Dog’s, we headed back to the room. We got our things organized and I headed over to the terrible gas station just down the street. I don’t know why, but it was a depressing resupply session. We only had about 3 days to Stevens Pass but we did need some food for it. I took some guesses at what we would need, in addition to the provisions we already had, and checked out. I took the terrible plastic bag full of food back to the room. On my way back I noticed a small dog, a long string of watery shit followed behind it and, finally, an elderly woman behind all of that apologizing for her little dog’s inability to hold it in anymore… It was time to leave.
Back at the room, I dolled out the goodies and we got our bags packed. We watched some more terrible TV while I checked the weather - seeing that, while tomorrow was not great, it did not look like it was going to rain. Eventually, we turned off the talking light box and turned to sleep, hoping we were ready for the march north tomorrow.
Care package from Amanda’s cousin Rachel and husband Renae