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We woke up this morning with the sun, packed up our gear, and hit the trail by 7am. I was out in front, eyes glued to the map, reporting mileages, landmarks, and pacing; Don was bringing up the rear, a steady source of encouragement and positivity. While I worked and re-worked the numbers, Don took in the big picture. He pointed out scenes that I otherwise would have missed, and I kept our water in check and kept tabs on how many more miles we’d be climbing. This all felt very familiar. Actually, it felt just like bike tour! The comparisons between hiking the PCT and biking across the country are plentiful, from the early days of planning and rationing food to the anticipation we feel in the evenings when we start looking for that perfect campsite. Fortunately for us, we loved bike tour and were sad when it came to an end after 70 days. Now we have all summer to come up with systems, feel our bodies become stronger and healthier, and earn that incomparable sense of accomplishment.