May 21, 2012
Jul 11, 2012
. After two miles someone pulled over! Finally!!! We had hiked 10 miles already with our packs and were tired. The guy that pulled over was about 25 years old. He was from Seattle and got off work early to drive up and hike a trail. We talked for the three-minute drive and thanked him multiple times. Note to self: it's okay to pick up hitchhikers in national parks with packs/equipment. They are not hobos. Thank you mystery man! Once we got back to the car we drove over to the visitor's center to sniff around in the gift shop and tell the rangers that we made it back safely. The park rangers were excited to hear about our trip and the recent conditions of the mountain. One lady ranger had been impressed that we had called her ma'am and was bragging about it. I guess we made an impression on her, which was good because she was cute. When we left the visitors center we drove to Seattle and checked into a cheap hotel. We went to a McDonalds to eat before driving downtown. It was empty. After we drove around a little bit, we went back to the hotel and went to sleep.
This morning we woke up, ate breakfast, and packed up camp. We were on the trail by 10:00 am. We hiked five miles before we ate lunch. We would have eaten earlier, but we were making awesome time. We hiked on average two to three miles per hour with our packs. For lunch, we sat under some trees because it was missing. I had three peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, a cliff bar, bag of chips, cereal bar, and a Gatorade. I was extremely hungry. After, we hiked back to the interstate three miles. When we were getting out backcountry permit, the park rangers said that we could hitchhike back to our car or walk a trail. They were both four miles long and the park rangers suggested that we try to hitchhike. Apparently everyone does it and it's easy. So our plan for getting back to the car was to hike on the road until someone picked us up. It was raining and we were three guys who had not showered for three days, not the most inviting. For the first two miles, no one even slowed down. We must have looked like hobos from being in the backcountry