"The Pacific Coast Trail, better known as the PCT, because American humans love them some acronyms..." she suddenly frowned and checked her notes, "Pacific
Crest Trail, technically begins it's story aaaaaaaaall the way back in 1926. A woman named Catharine Montgomery came up with the idea so of course no one credited her until recently. A bit of the work began pretty quickly but it really got going in 1932 when a man named Clinton Clarke got the Civilian Conservation Corps involved and organized the Pacific Crest Trail System Conference to kick the whole project into gear.
"From '35 to '38 they explored and planned out the best route, and then in 1968 the President signed off on both it, and the AT, which gave them extra resources I guess, and maybe more protections from land developers. finally the trail was completed and officially opened in 1993.
"The Pacific Crest Trail stretches almost 3000 miles from the US/Mexico border in the south, to the US/Canada border in the north. And you kinda get every kind of terrain it looks like. Desert, mountains, snow, rocks, snow...
"Gotta watch out for that desert heat but it looks like you'd want to hit the higher elevations in the summer, though even then there's no guarantee of dry weather. And then I think you're risking wildfires anyway. Always check ahead, and keep abreast of events. Probably good advice anyway. If you're from a time period that doesn't have shit like satellite phones or some kinda way to access the internet from the wilderness, my advice would be to always ask fellow hikers for news on conditions.
"Hazards! I was expecting like, bears, venemous snakes, maybe rocs. The website I looked at had a very entertaining list, including fucking bombs, and the fucking boogieman? I think it was being facetious like 'it's scary at night' but really, once again, bring wards amiright? There's also bees...fuck it I
I printed it out."
She handed out the list.
"But hey the pictures I saw online make it look worth it."