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[pct-l] Trail Markings
- Subject: [pct-l] Trail Markings
- From: jgus at sunbow.org (Gustafson)
- Date: Tue Nov 15 15:57:41 2005
- In-reply-to: <20051115181306.12DF21D1D3@edina.hack.net>
- References: <20051115181306.12DF21D1D3@edina.hack.net>
> In 2650 miles, I only *really* got lost twice... both in Oregon. I was
> headed for Mazama Campgrounds at Crater Lake. Lost in space ( as
> ususal ) I only
> belatedly noticed the trail was looking rougher and rougher. I recall
> distinctly thinking "this trail needs some maintenance." Then I saw
> the sign that
> said "Stuart Falls 1 Mile." I whispered a few choice obscenities
> "No Way Ray" Echols
I was a half day ahead of you, Ray, and I did the exact same thing, and
thought the same thoughts as well. By the way, I was invited to camp
at Mazama with your wife, who was a very excellent angel, and we met
Dave Horton and his entourage while they picnicked at the campsite
across from ours.
The only problem I had with the signage in Oregon was the beautiful
silvered-wood signs that blended in so nicely with the tree they were
attached to. This was very aesthetically pleasing but made them a
little hard to notice. Also, they were up pretty high and my sun-hat
blocked my view upward. So I was having to crane my neck up at
intervals to make sure I wasn't missing something important. I thus
made an unplanned and unnecessary trip to Stuart Falls just when I was
so wearily straining onward to Mazama. I enjoyed it, though, and still
had plenty of time at Mazama for laundry, shower, package pickup, cold
beer, and a fine evening with Mrs. No Way. (Please give my regards to
Alice.)
Days earlier, I had also missed the sign that would have prevented me
from trudging up the steep side trail to Pilot Knob. The extra
distance was no problem, but the trail was unpleasantly steep to come
back down, and my knees punished me for my inattention. Although I
vowed to be more vigilant, I doubt I saw more than half the signs that
were out there. Obviously it didn't matter because I really had little
trouble staying on the trail. I wouldn't change a thing.
Two Legs