Day 21- BFT
Well today was not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be. After all the bullshit bush whacking and poison oak dodging I’ve had to do on this trail I was expecting an absolute shit show since the guy who wrote the trail guide only mentions this section as difficult. Compared to Yolla Bolly and the northern side of the Trinity Alps, today was a walk in the park.
I slept in this morning because I was denying the call to get up and hike uphill first thing. Eventually I got going and came to find the trail fairly easy to find and the grade smooth and enjoyable. It took me a while, but finally I came to the highpoint and over the ridgeline saw the ocean for the first time! I enjoyed the view and the last time I would be near 6,000 feet on this trail before I headed down.
Unfortunately the trail did become hard to follow at this point and I had to do some steep down climbing and at one point I guess my filter came loose and I lost it. It’s not a huge deal since I only have two days left out here and I have a full can of fuel to boil water.
After finding my way back to the trail it began to even out on a nice hike down to a river with a smooth grade the whole way. When I got near the bottom I started to notice the forest look a lot like home in the Santa Cruz Redwoods. The Madrones we’re back, the sword fern, the tan oaks and of course the Douglas firs. Tomorrow I’ll be in redwood territory with less than fifty miles to go.
I am camped near a shelter next to Buck Creek and listening to the Smith River in front of me. After a lot of water boiling I’m finally filled up and ready to sleep to prepare for one last full day of hiking on this trail. It’s been a roller coaster for sure.