Details a lil foggy on this. I feel like the first day, was decidous-fun-time. I-do-I. Everyone is so far ahead at this point, I’ll never catch up? Vague memories of a big downhill, with a big uphill after, and lots of streams crossing it. I listened to my Balkan pop mix which has a lot more Serbian and Roma stuff than it did last year. Just tryin to make some miles, tho I don’t know that I really did? Did I do 25? more? I don’t even remember. I do recall one last uphill, then a dead flat section of at least a mile before setting up at a campsite in the last touches of dusk, everyone else there in their tents, I think a lil spooked. I actually got up and out of there before everyone else in the AM whaaaaat.
The next day I remember even less of except it was a town day! Guthook said something about gas station homemade burritos, I’m in. There was a detour at one point today which was kinda annoying, but whatevs. I’m almost to town when I realize I’ve gotten my period. I’m lucky to get it going into town, but why, my body, why?
When every other girl on the trail barely gets a period, or skips, I get mine every 3 weeks now instead of 4. Actually this makes slight sense to me only in that when I also had less fat on my body, in middle school/high school, I also had periods that were like 9-10 days and every 21-24 days usually. And of course massive flow and massive pain. Guess what! I also didn’t understand 1. this was medically abnormal bc my mom was like suck it up, maybe hers was like that? IDK 2. the gynos I went to didn’t say it was abnormal. I learned only in medical school it was abnormal and only THIS weekend (couple months after the hike like 2 decades after my sister started) that she also had these crazy periods, but worse, with migraines and passing out and vomiting, and that finally she had a gyno who was like, oh, maybe you have endo, also you have bursting cysts. I take better care of myself now and better diet + less stress + herbs/acu helped a lot, normally it’s manageable, but still it’s annnnnnoying. Oh how this will play out in the near future….
Anyway, I have no pads but it’s only 2-3 miles to town when I realize this. So I hustle into town, get my box, set it outside on the picnic table with my stuff. I go back in the store, buy the last thing of pads, realize the burritos are pre-made and cheese-filled, there is not a lot I want in the store, no hot foods are available. Blech. I buy tea and chips and a craft beer, go back to the table. My charger is gone. WTF?
This is not great. I actually happen to have a full spare battery still bc of the Burney Falls charge-a-thon but this is kinda not good. Ugh.
I head over to the PCT campsite which was a little difficult for me to find at first- there’s no map until you go through a bunch of the campsites. Take a free! hot shower at least (disregard the quarter signs, they aren’t needed). Chat with the other hikers who are both doing sections. I guess I’m in that weird zone where most hikers I see either are the fast ones who got through the Sierras, or section hikers- as the other thru hikers who skipped the Sierras are a good 1-3 weeks ahead. Sigh. I have this brilliant idea that I can buy a new charger at the gas station. Genius. Schlep myself to the gas station, buy a charger, schlep back, realize I have no usb to plug in the phone. Not my day. Store is closed when I go back the 3rd time. Over it.
I try to drink the craft beer hoping it will help with cramps and annoyance but I just can’t, so dump it down the toilet and go to bed.