Sunday. September 20, 2026
- Start: Muddy Creek (PCT 2112.1)
- End: Wahtum Lake (PCT mile 2133.4)
- Distance: 21.3 miles
Today started at midnight, when a bright beam of light woke me up, courtesy of a guy night-hiking with a ridiculously bright headlamp. He claims he just stopped to check his map, but he was standing right next to the tree where I’d tied up my Ursack for more than 2 minutes before I hollered out my tent to him. I don’t know if he was trying to steal my food or was just oblivious to his surroundings, but I had to urge him to move along. Once I got up for good and broke down camp at 7 am, the first 2.4 miles of trail took me up exhausting switchbacks to Bald Mountain, followed by a long descent to Lolo Pass. The water situation was pretty dry as I made my way north past Buck Peak (the highest point in Multnomah County), but I had plenty of views of the area’s three major peaks: Mt. Hood, Mt. Adams, and Mt. St. Helens. When I reached Indian Springs at mile 18.5, I toyed with stopping to set up camp, but the vibe there was too eerie. So I kept hiking 2.5 miles farther to Wahtum Lake, the northernmost lake on the Oregon section of the PCT.




















Highlights
- Enjoying the views of the three big peaks in PNW mythology: Mt. Hood (Wy’east), Mt. Adams (Pahto), and Mount St. Helens (Loowit).
- Today’s route brought me back to Buck Peak, one of Oregon’s CoHPs that I summited as part of my quest to visit the highest point in all 36 Oregon counties.
- My final campsite on my PCT section hike was near the shores of Wahtum Lake, the largest lake near the Columbia River Gorge and the source of the famed Eagle Creek.
Challenges
- The inconsiderate hiker, who was standing suspiciously close to my Ursack, with his 10,000-lumen headlamp shining directly at my tent at midnight. I may have implied there were already 3 of us camping there when I urged him to move along with his night-hiking adventure.
- When I got to Indian Springs campground, the place felt deserted and haunted, with a real serial-killer vibe—so I kept going another 2.5 miles to Wahtum Lake.
- As I set up camp for the final night on the PCT, my air mattress delaminated inside. The head of the sleeping pad was like a watermelon, while the rest went limp. Luckily, it was a warm night, and I didn’t need the pad’s R-value to protect me from the cold ground.