PCT day 5 - mile 77 to mile 91(Julian)
"My Polish father was very religious that's why he called me Stefan" Stefan Wyszyński aka Calves. "I would not believe if someone told me year ago that I will be sitting under a bridge drinking beer with a bunch of weirdos" Andrew. It was an absolutely horrific night, wind was howling and then around 3am it started to rain. Rangel dropped us off at the campsite at the Stagecoach RV and pointed to "the best spot" but it didn't help much, if not the shower facilities I would consider my 10$ wasted. It was still raining in the morning when I was packing up, but at least we've been greeted with the rainbow. Then I pointlessly spent 20 minutes on the toilet while the phone was charging by the sink. We waited as agreed yesterday with Rangel at 7:30 by the entrance to RV, but he didn't turn up. By 8:00 I lost hope and decided to catch first hitchhike in my life. To be fair someone already offered me a ride at 7:20, but Tom wasn't there yet so ...