Another Good Day Awaited Me

On day one of being back on the trail after two and a half weeks off, I was so excited to be back, and so was my former town-exploring partner, now turned hiking partner, Necktie. Here’s a photo for proof, as he ties his necktie (A-ha! That’s where he gets the name!) before hiking. Yes, he hikes like that, along with a long, white Bedouin tunic over the shirt. He’s a character.


Necktie and I started hiking only in the evening, at about 4:30 or 5pm, but we still managed to get in about 8 miles before pitching our tents. We set up camp near a beautiful, peaceful lake around 8:30pm and watched the meadow and forest around us darken as we ate dinner and crawled into our separate tents, which we’d missed so much (short video clip of my location/the joy on my mosquito-bitten face here).

We had slept in a tent only two times during the two weeks we had off, and this was when we had a comfortable bed to sleep in inside a house. Instead of accepting the bed, while the host was out at a party, we sent him a message asking if we could keep our packs at his house and go camping. He said, “sure,” and we wandered out in the middle of the night, with just a tent and sleeping bags, looking for a place to camp.

Luckily for us, Tahoe (we had hitched up north to spend 4th of July there) has many short, easy dog-walking and bike-riding trails behind people’s homes, and we found a place that was somewhat flat enough to sleep on and slept there. We did this twice, and then ended staying at a generous friend’s Airbnb home in Truckee for several nights. We couldn’t say no to a two-story vacation home right near a river and hiking trails that lead to a quaint little town where Necktie played music for passersby and earned about $60 (I will post videos of this later)!

Anyway, here we were, back in the forest, and not in the middle of town behind someone’s house, happy as can be. Our 8-mile hike to this place was full of joy and nostalgia and memories. The first gurgling spring I came across, I threw my pack down, poured out my water bottle full of faucet water, and refilled it with fresh, cool water from under the ground. I sat there for a moment and contemplated how good it was to be back on the Pacific Crest Trail.
I had encountered many sources of joy that day. My tailbone injury was hardly bothering me at all. My feet felt fine. My muscles were remembering what it felt like to hike for hours. Still, we took lots of breaks and hiked rather slowly in order to let our bodies build their strength back up. During these breaks, I was captivated by the scenery around me.
I had also befriended a butterfly who sat on my hand and didn’t want to leave. I hiked with this little creature sitting in the palm of my hand for over an hour (I posted a video of this on Facebook) until it decided to fly away. In the evening, I sat by the lake and meditated, then crawled into my tent, snacked, read “The Sea-Wolf” by Jack London, and fell asleep.
I woke up to a hot breakfast that Necktie had made for us (I am not disciplined enough to cook often on the trail; if I cook dinner at the end of the day when I’m exhausted and just want to collapse in my tent, I am awe-struck by my willingness to do so and pretty proud of myself; you will almost never see me make a hot breakfast; my mornings consist of a lying around in my tent long after I’m awake, then a quick snack, packing up as fast as my sleepy body will allow me–and this isn’t fast–and hiking out) and knew that another good day awaited me.

About elinatravels

I’m Elina Oliferovskiy, a Russian-born 26-year-old restless soul who’s never really found a place to dig her roots in deep ever since I moved to the United States in 1998. I’ve lived in a 39-foot RV with 8 people and a Chihuahua and road-tripped around approximately 38 states for 1.5 months. I’ve packed my car and headed north without a destination and ended up in Big Sur, CA and lived there for a bit. I recently moved to Bend, OR without ever having been here prior (simply went off of the recommendations of others). And I just came back from a trip to France, Luxembourg, England, and Ireland and have many fun stories to share. My alter-ego is Free Spirit (my trail name on the PCT) and I am an aspiring solo female Pacific Crest Trail thru-hiker, who’d hiked half of the trail in 3.5 months in 2016 and a did a one-month section hike in 2014. I started this blog to chronicle my attempt to get from Mexico to Canada on foot via the PCT. I have also hiked in England, Luxembourg, and hope to hike the Camino De Santiago (St. James’ Way) in Spain and the Te Araroa Trail in New Zealand, as well as many others. I love challenging myself physically, mentally, and spiritually, exploring and meeting new people who introduce me to their perspectives on life and allow me to be part of what they hold dearest to their hearts, pushing myself outside of my comfort zone in order to try exciting new things, and seeing, tasting, smelling, experiencing all of what this wonderful world I live in has to offer. This is why I travel. This is also why I move frequently. I’ve been moving somewhere new nearly every year, and I absolutely love my lifestyle. Now, I am deciding between teaching English in Vietnam, working remotely from New Zealand, or moving back to CA and woodcarving for a season. We will see what happens in the fall/winter of 2017. For now, I plan to stay in Bend, OR another few months and absorb all I can from this wonderful little (though rapidly growing) town. Feel free to follow along my journey by reading and commenting on my blog, adding me on Facebook (search for Elina Oliferovskiy and write me a message telling me you are a follower of my blog), or emailing me at
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2 Responses to Another Good Day Awaited Me

  1. Jan Mendoza says:

    Hiking is healing for sure! 🙂 XXOO


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