Date: September 30, 2017
Miles: 1153.8 – 1157.6
The traffic sounds that I heard this morning were a fitting reminder that reentry to civilization was imminent. I took a little extra time to eat my last breakfast (probably my 200th packet of oatmeal) before throwing my home onto my back and stepping onto the trail.
JD and Fluff quickly hiked on out of my view, as usual, and I slowed down a bit to take the last four miles at a more contemplative pace. I wanted to go home, but I didn’t want to be done. Tears welled up as I got closer to the I-80 rest area.
The tears evaporated when we reached the end of the line – the rest stop on I-80 at Truckee. It wasn’t the most glamorous of backdrops for the end of a 2,650 mile hike through some of the most beautiful country I’ve ever seen, but I didn’t care. I had hiked my own hike and this is where it concluded.
We reveled in the moment for about an hour, then JD headed north to his endpoint in Sierra City and Fluffy and I got a ride to Truckee to do what we do best – eat. The journey wasn’t totally over – we still had to make our way back to my car, which we did by bus to Reno and a couple hitches the rest of the way to Bishop – but inside of us, we knew we had accomplished what we came out here to do…we had become true hiker trash…WE WERE DONE.