Mile 1645 to 1653
We wake and face the 6.6 mile roadwalk to Seiad Valley. Most of the homes we pass defiantly display signs declaring “No Monument”, “K-S Wild Keep Out”, and “State of Jefferson.” The level of distrust and animosity towards both state and federal government is palpable. Even the US Post Office in Seiad declares “State of Jefferson”.
At the Seiad Cafe you can light up the room by simply asking the meaning and history of the protest signs. You will hear the most articulate, well reasoned and scientific explanation of everything wrong with America that you can’t help falling in love with these people. In addition to the political nutrition filling our minds, we fill our bellies with omelettes, potatoes, toast and coffee.
We check into the RV park, where we pick up a package, do laundry, shower, connect to WiFi and enjoy the shade. The number of thru-hikers who take advantage of the amenities without paying the day use fee or overnight fee is unbelievable. This poor guy is trying to run a simple business and the level of entitlement and outright theft is sickening. We are frankly embarrassed to be associated with these freeloaders.
The cafe closes at 2:00 so we go back for root beer floats and to split a BLT. We would prefer a later dinner, but we take what we can get. At the RV park thru-hikers continue to flow in, including Loran. Everyone is hiding in the shade, planning their early to avoid the heat assault of the looming hill – and by hill I mean climbing from 1,400 feet to over 6,000 feet in under 10 miles.
We return to the store for tomorrow’s early breakfast of bagels and chocolate milk. By 8:00pm, everyone is pitching tents and praying for a heat blocking cloud cover, which will not come.