I woke up just in time be the first person in line for the Timberline Lodge's all-you-can-eat buffet: homemade waffles, pancakes, applewood smoked bacon, sausage. scrambled eggs, potatoes and gravy -- it was all good. However the real star of the show was the fresh-squeezed orange juice machine. The machine literally took whole oranges and squeezed them into your glass. Eight glasses of OJ later and I was sure impressed!
Although I made sure not to overeat as with last time it was a long day where miles came slow. Could it be the late start? Most definitely. The slow miles were exacerbated by the slow, tedious climb that the trail made around the west slopes of Mt. Hood. The views of the summit were virtually non-existent and other notable features of this volcano were bypassed in favor of a rolling forest walk.
As the day was winding down I entered the Bull Run Watershed which supplies water to the city of Portland. Every one hundred feet some idiotic law mandated that a sign be posted that, out here in the middle of nowhere, there could be be no trespassing onto this enormous and remote watershed. Since it was the end of the day and I was feeling brave, I carefully looked both ways, tresspassed an entire 20 feet off of the trail, and made camp for the night. How is that for utter lawlessness?
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