Well it all started out great, caught the first ferry and was in Forks before 10:00 AM. Finished taking care of a few little things and then waited for the Bus.
The Bus dropped me off at the Oil City road at 11:30 and I started the long hike in to the trail head. It turned out to be 10.5 miles to the trail head on a mixed paved and dirt road. The road walk was not so bad, just boring.
About half way through I started getting a hot spot on my left foot and stopped shortly there after and tighten up the laces on that boot. That seemed to stop the sliding and the hot spot. I think the reason for this was I was walking on the side of the road facing any cars that may happen by, none did. So I was contently walking on a slope.
I had noticed some chafing along the road, witch seemed not that bad at the time. I have had bouts with chafing in the past, but nothing in the last year or so and did not think about it in by prep and first aid kit. This would turn out to be a big mistake.
Anyway I got to the trail head and headed down the trail, My plan was to crash on the beach at the river mouth or someplace at the end of the trail if the tide was to high. Well it turned out not to be the tide, but the river it's self. I have never seen the Hoh so high, it was huge. So I didn't make it to the beach that afternoon. But I did find a nice little spot to set up the new tent. Tent went up fairly east, some of the ground was just sand though and the stakes were a little small for just sand. By the time I had camp set up I was dead tired and after changing out of my wet clothing, decided to crash and eat latter. That was about 4:00 PM, I woke up some time around 4 or 5 the next morning. :)
Now I knew my legs were sore and the chafing was fairly decent when I crashed but with the rain outside and being so dang tired, I just crashed. I think that was probably a big mistake. I should have tried to stretch and did something for the chafing. The next morning my left leg, the high leg from walking most of the day, was locked solid. It was like I was wearing a cast! The mussel at the back of the knee had tighten up to the point that I just could not move that leg every easily, i.e. painful to move.
The chafing had started to run/drain (Not sure) that night and was very painful the next morning. I laid around the tent most of the morning trying to decide just what to do. Not really wanting to walk back that 10+ miles on the road I figured that I would continue on and see haw it went.
Well it did not go that well. :) I got out to the beach and realized that it would just be stupid to try to continue this. I just was not ready, or prepared for what had happened the day before. Luckily, a older gentlemen had come out to the beach that morning after doing some steal-head fishing earlier in the day. I had talked to him a little as he passed by my camp as I was packing up. I found him on the beach and talked a little and asked if he could give me a ride back to the highway. He said yes, thank God for small favors.
He actually ended up taking me all the way back to Forks and Dropping me off at my truck. Really nice guy, with some great stories of the area.
So I messed around the rest of the day trying to find someplace to camp that I would not have to hike in, but ended up heading back home in the afternoon. The healing took about 3 days and my left leg is still stiff. So over all it was a major bust. But I did enjoy the hike and what little time I did have on the beach.
Not really any pictures, I got on of the trail head and one of the river but that was about it. So I guess I have some Delusions of Grander! :) I decided that I need to stick to weekend trips for now and start building up to the big trips. Not start with the big trips. You thing that would be common sense, but not for me. Anyway, it was a good learning experence and I think that was worth all the other stuff.
PS: I will be posting a review on the new tent soon.