At some point in the night, one of the weekend hikers woke up and made a good deal of noise. They had forgotten about their smellables and were struggling to put up their bear bag in the dark.
The terrain was up and down hills, through wooded areas, reminding me of hiking on the Appalachian Trail. I saw a good number of weekend and section hikers out and as I got close to the road, a lady was walking with her dog, who fortunately was on a leash, barked and snarled at me. I continued and reached the road at 11:30.
Our plan was to set up for getting into town to resupply tomorrow morning. We woke up at 3:30 am to hike over Forester Pass, which is the tallest point on the PCT. It was an icy 4 mile uphill trek to the pass. We hiked by the light of our headlights, until about 5:15 am when there was enough light to see.
Today, Oliver and I spilt from the main group. The previous evening, the main group decided to take two days to get to the base of Mount Whitney, while Oliver and I were going to do the 24 miles in one day. We woke at 5:10 and were on the trail at 5:50, ready for another day in the beautiful Sierra Nevada Mountains.