Jeanie, Ashley, Adam, “Barefoot” Jake, and myself.
Dear Edison,

April 23, 2012:
Deborah wasn’t beside me, she was in Denver. Jessica isn’t allowed in the National Park because of ignorant rules not allowing dogs. Edison…you are always with me, now that you are memory. So I awoke surrounded by friends in spite of the fact they were still asleep. I was quite sure Jake was awake. Ashley and Adam stayed up late last night so I didn’t expect them to get up anytime soon.
Our hike back to Rialto Beach was barely three mile and the tide was low enough that we did not have to leave in hast.So, I lay under my tarp enjoying the view from my well placed tarp.
Great view from under my tarp.

The morning’s excitement began shortly after breakfast. A group of hikers went by and as they rounded the point a sea lion made a long and difficult escape across the kelp covered rock.

Sea Lion in Kelp Bed
Dripping Green
After a few group photo stops we eventually made it back to the truck. The day was hot and the beach was not as crowed has I thought it would be which was perfectly fine to me. Our next trail would be the Hoh River Trail where we planned to stay at Tom Creek Camp.

We stopped in Forks for gas and to get something to eat. I had a good bowl of chicken noodle soup. Jake helped Adam order an amazing biscuits and gravy dish. It began with hashbrowns and then followed with a layer of biscuits, gravy, eggs, cheese, and then tobasco sauce. It was huge! But what was even more impressive was the fact that Adam cleaned the plate.

Adam and a huge plate of biscuits & gravy

After a quick stop at the grocery store we eventually arrived at the Hoh River Ranger Station. There was plenty of daylight left so we slowly made our way down the trail. Jake and I walked ahead and picked our camping spot. I then walked back up the trail to see how Ashley, Jeanie, and Adam were doing. Adam was walking in his socks because the boots he bought were too small and gave him an nasty blister while hiking on the beach earlier in the day. So when I caught up to them I carried his pack the rest of the way to give his foot a break.

We all set up our shelters and then Jake and I walked up the trail to find the, “One Square Inch”. We found the tree but could not find the jar with comments in it. I think the park service removed it.

“On Square Inch” Portal

The rest of the night consisted of a great campfire, lots of stories, and I fell asleep under the stars. About midnight it began to sprinkle so I retreated under my tarp which I had set up just in case the clouds that were rolling in earlier became rain clouds. I was happy for my decision, because I stayed nice and dry as the raindrops beating on the tarp lulled me back to sleep.

Sunset Against A Darkening Sky
Barefoot Jake Mesmerized By The Flames
A Nice Warm Campfire
Trail Map To Mt. Tom Creek

Longway is the trail name for Tim Todd and is quite fitting due to the fact that every aspect of his life consist of taking the longest route and time to arrive. For Longway the journey is the destination.

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