“At about 1,000 miles into my hike I was hiking alone in the Sierra Nevada Mountains when I came across a particularly treacherous river crossing. The flow was strong and the water was past my waist. As I was fording the river my footing gave way under a lose rock and I was swept into the current. I began rushing towards a waterfall and couldn’t swim out with my 60 lb pack on so I ditched the pack and was able to swim out of the river before I hit the waterfall and rocks.”
“The realization of being stranded in the middle of nowhere, alone, in snow covered mountains with nothing but the clothes I was wearing on my back quickly settled in. Given no one knew I was in trouble, and there was so much snow this year there was no trail to follow, the only way I would survive was by backtracking my own footprints in the snow for 15 miles to try and get to a remote shelter I stayed at the night before, where I could wait and hope for the slim chance someone would come by in the next few days.”
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Based on him being about 1,000 mile up the PCT, I suspect it was Cascade Creek that he was trying to ford when he lost his footing and and was swept away.
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