Hikers raid the Marblemount gas station in the rain. | 8/6/21 Mile 746.4 1,698' Marblemount, Washington

Blankie, Sparky, Skeeter and Noisy play cards in the rain while stalling on making our next move. | 8/7/21 Mile 746.4 1,698' Marblemount, Washington

Noisy being her usual photogenic self as she warms in the sun following a glacial river dunk. | 8/9/21 Mile 777.7 2,979' North Cascades, Washington

Skeeter, Blankie and I enjoy the suns dying rays. | 8/9/21 Mile 777.7 2,979' North Cascades, Washington

Skeeter and Blankie cross the Chilliwack River via cable car, which makes for a much safer crossing when flow is high. | 8/10/21 Mile 786.8 2,624' North Cascades, Washington

My shirt underwent some prolonged unplanned disassembly, so it had to be retired. | 8/10/21 Mile 797.1 3,010' North Cascades, Washington

Mt. Baker hot spring in the smoky morning light. We wanted to soak the night before, but we were asked not to until morning so a couple could have a "spiritual experience" in them for their anniversary. That was fine by me, given that when Blankie and I first arrived we got caught between two other fellas arguing over who sent who to jail, just after shots were fired. | 8/12/21 Mile 822.1 1,256' North Cascades, Washington

Thick smoke rolled in out of nowhere overnight, terrible in every way other than what it did to the light. | 8/12/21 Mile 822.1 1,256' North Cascades, Washington

A hikers interpretation of the painting "The Last Supper", recreated with double exposure. | 8/14/21 Mile 856.0 3,364' North Cascades, Washington

Skeeter, Hog Momma (Bjorn, as seen on past expeditions) and Sparky pose in some nice light on Anderson Mountain. Bjorn parked his car near the end of the PNT, biked on gravel roads to Bellingham unsuccessfully looking for me, then continued east until running into me at Baker Lake, 200 miles from where he started. He then hiked another 300 miles with us back to his car. | 8/17/21 Mile 918.8 2,820' North Cascades, Washington

At long last, the Pacific Ocean came into view! Well, actually, the Puget Sound. Still, salt water! | 8/17/21 Mile 922.9 2,810' North Cascades, Washington

Skeeter and Lucas apprehensively wait to turn on to Highway 20, the most highly trafficked portion of our bike route alternate. The PNT primary walks mostly roads for 80 miles from Bellingham to the Coupeville ferry, which sounded awful so we biked instead! Thanks to Lucas for wrangling up some wheels and pedaling with us! | 8/20/21 Mile 957.0 4' Puget Sound, Washington

The PNT primary route takes the Coupeville Ferry across the sound to Port Townsend. Easiest six miles of forward progress I've ever made! | 8/20/21 Mile 1014.2 0' Puget Sound, Washington

Skeeter keeps a keen eye out for Port Townsend. | 8/20/21 Mile 1014.2 0' Puget Sound, Washington

There was no shortage of quality pranks at the tail end of the hike, here during a break Hog Mamma tied a rock to Noisy's pack that she didn't notice until she started walking again. | 8/24/21 Mile 1,070.0 5,890' Olympic Mountains, Washington

Noisy happened to sit in the perfect sunset spotlight, fitting since the campsite was called Sunnybrook! | 8/24/21 Mile 1,077.2 5,011' Olympic Mountains, Washington

Skeeter and Noisy, lost in the setting sun. | 8/24/21 Mile 1,077.2 5,011' Olympic Mountains, Washington

Hog Mamma paces around camp waiting for the sun to set. | 8/25/21 Mile 1,094.5 5,760' Olympic Mountains, Washington

Hog Mamma loiters outside while waiting for everyone else to pack up. Being out in the open was also safer, since he could make sure nobody slipped the 5 oz bath bomb we'd been shuffling around into his pack. Mileage discrepancy due to alternate routes. | 8/27/21 Mile 1,069.5 47' Port Angeles, Washington

Hog Mamma sneakily pushes rocks into other peoples packs. | 8/30/21 Mile 1,206.4 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

Noisy muches on her usual nasty taco soup concoction. | 8/30/21 Mile 1,206.4 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

A long awaited Pacific sunset. | 8/30/21 Mile 1,206.4 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

Noisy digs out her rain jacket after getting back on solid ground. Due to a one foot tide restriction, we had to make the crossing around Diamond Rocks at 1:00am. | 8/31/21 Mile 1,207.4 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

Hog Mamma climbs a rope step ladder up to camp after a midnight tidal crossing. | Mile 1,208.0 157' Olympic Coast, Washington

Hog Mamma, temporarily marooned by the incoming tide. | 8/31/21 Mile 1,213.2 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

We managed to hit Toleak Point at low tide, exposing tidal pools and lots of horrendous smells. | 8/31/21 Mile 1,215.6 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

Possibly my favorite hang ever, who'd have thought you could hammock on the beach? | 8/31/21 Mile 1,220.6 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

After kindly dropping us on the north bank of the Quillayute River, the Harbor Master heads back to work. The PNT primary route requires going to the La Push Marina to arrange a ride across the river with a local fisherman. | 9/1/21 Mile 1,225.6 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

Happy it's done, not at all happy it's over. Cape Alava is the westernmost point in the Lower 48. | 9/2/21 Mile 1,246.2 0' Olympic Coast, Washington

Even though Blankie was only able to make it for half the hike, he was an excellent companion and I'm so glad he was able to come play in the mountains for the summer. | 9/2/21 Mile 1,246.2 0' Olympic Coast, Washington