PCT, get your $h!t together!

Mile 200 was a long frickin' mile! There were 4 different, distantly separated mile markers each telling us that we had finally reached this monumental milestone (literally). Spirits were high at the first marker as we high-fived and shared in the excitement. We were a little less excited at the second marker but still enthusiastic. Confusion set in at the third marker even though it looked more official. When we got to the fourth marker, all we could say was, "alright PCT, get your shit together!" Turns out that the second was the closest according the our GPS and maps. Only later would we find out that Amigo, a fellow hiker, was just fucking around with the rest of the hikers behind him.