I need to RANT! What follows is an epic rant, not safe for work, full of foul language that will blister paint and curdle milk. If you’re not into that, skip this post. And here’s a pic of a “view” from right here, right now.
OK. So I am fucking DONE with this trail. Honest to god, I am SO fucking sick of climbing up walls of rock for 2 miles, climbing down walls of rock for 2 miles, “hiking” at the blistering pace of 80 minutes per mile. This morning I was asking myself how I’d feel if I just came home. And it’s irrelevant because there’s no way to even get home from here, which is good.
I told myself that if I quit, then that’s it. I can never even pretend to be a thru-hiker again. Except it’s in my blood, like a sickness. My piss-poor art.
The “view” people arw driving me insane. They sound like stone morons. “At least there’s a view!” “Half the work, twice the views!” “I do it for the views!” You sound like total fucking idiots. It’s the same goddamn view every single time—smudge of mountains, breath of sky. On the PCT, toss in some rocks and snow. I cannot comprehend how stupid you have to be to look at the same goddam thing over and over amd over. Obviously, because they’re not actually stupid, they say “view” but they mean something else—which pisses me off even more, because they’re too stupid to reflect and use clearer, more honest language, and I don’t know what they’re actually talking about,
Don’t quit on a bad day. They’re ALL fucking bad days!
People are fucking rude. Last night, after my disasteous stay at the campground where they made me share a tent platform with vacationing strangers—seriously, I’ve had sex with people and wasn’t as close together—I picked a stealth site, battened down for a good long sleep, and planned to start hiking at 4 AM. For reasons which will become clear. And don’t you know, three thru-hiking douchebags rolled in at 8 PM, smoked enough weed to choke me out of my tent, set up tents within a few feet of me AND blocked the path back to the trail, didn’t offer even a polite greeting, and decided to shout across fhe clearing at each other until well after dark.
Not enough sleep.
My day on Mt Washington/Mt Madison has a 70% chance of thunderstorms after noon. I’m hoping the forecast improves. It might. If not, I’m planning to try to be off there by noon—which means night hiking. That’s not for a couple of days, yet.
OK! Back to it! More fucking walls of rock to climb! Honestly, I don’t want any advice. But if you appreciate the humor of a blistering rant, laughter and applause are fine. 😉 I just needed to get that off my chest, because I don’t want to harsh the mellow of anybody who’s out here actually enjoying this level of suffering.
Back to it. It took me 7 hours to do 5 miles this morning. I hate this fucking trail! But I love it. But not today, lol,