Goat Rocks Wilderness Backpacking: A Solo Adventure of Challenge and Renewal

Kristin Jones
Oct 2
3 min read

Updated: Oct 10

This weekend, I set out on a Goat Rocks Wilderness backpacking trip — a solo adventure through Washington’s rugged alpine terrain. Known for its sweeping ridges, glacier-carved basins, and turquoise lakes, Goat Rocks is one of those rare places that pushes you physically while restoring you mentally. Traveling alone, I set out to tackle big miles, find solitude, and reconnect with the quiet confidence that comes from being self-reliant in the backcountry.

Preparing for a Solo Trek

Going solo means being extra intentional about safety. Before leaving, I shared my route and expected return time with my partner and a local friend — a simple but essential step in case of emergency. I also carried both my iPhone with satellite messaging and my Garmin InReach for backup communication and SOS capability.

After a quick pit stop in Packwood — which happened to be hosting a lively festival — I grabbed lunch at Longmire Springs Brewing and headed toward the Lily Basin Trailhead. Permit filled, pack on, and spirits high, I set off into the wilderness around 2:15 PM, starting from 4,000 feet and aiming for Goat Lake, nine and a half miles ahead.

Day One: Into the Wild

The trail wound through huckleberry patches and spiderwebs, up to sweeping views of Packwood Lake and the jagged ridges ahead. By the time I reached Goat Lake, it was nearly dark and bustling with over a hundred campers. I managed to find a small spot, set up my tent, and settled in with a comforting dinner of green chili cheesy grits and freeze-dried chicken.

A word of caution to future hikers — Goat Lake offers stunning views but limited privacy for camp or bathroom breaks. If you have time, consider pushing further for a quieter spot.

Day Two: Big Miles and Big Views

I woke to a smoky sunrise, brewed coffee in my cozy blue sleeve, and prepped for what would become my biggest mileage day ever — nearly 20 miles with more than 5,000 feet of gain. My route took me toward Old Snowy Mountain, the PCT junction, and the ridgeline that defines the Goat Rocks experience.

The terrain shifted constantly — steep, sandy, rocky, exposed. My trekking poles would’ve been helpful, but I managed fine by taking it slow and steady. Crossing snowfields, climbing over loose rock, and navigating airy ridges tested my nerves, but each step reminded me why I love this: it’s not about fearlessness, but about walking with fear and doing it anyway.

Through the Flats and Up Again

Descending from Old Snowy, I made my way through Snowgrass Flats — a lush, shaded reprieve after hours in the sun. My sunshirt became my best friend, keeping me cool, dry, and protected from the intense rays.

By mid-afternoon, I was 13 miles in, tired but determined to reach Heart Lake for camp. The climb back up to 7,000 feet was brutal. My feet burned, my legs ached, but the golden evening light across the valley made it all worth it. When I finally found a flat spot to camp near some friendly hikers, I logged 19.6 miles for the day — over 10 hours of hiking and 4,200 calories burned.

Dinner was a well-earned chicken coconut curry, followed by a quick “trail shower” with bathing wipes before collapsing into my tent. As the smoky sunset lit the sky, I felt equal parts exhausted and proud.

Day Three: The Home Stretch

Sunday morning, I woke sore but smiling. My feet were tender, my hips tired, and my body hungry for real food. After breakfast and coffee, I started the seven-mile trek back to the trailhead. The miles flew by — a mix of quiet ridge walking and forested descent.

Only two other hikers crossed my path; they mistook me for a bear until I waved. By the time I reached the truck, I’d covered nearly 35 miles over the weekend. Tired, dusty, and completely fulfilled, I felt that deep post-adventure satisfaction — the kind that makes every blister and sore muscle worth it.

Reflection: Do It With Fear

Solo backpacking in Goat Rocks Wilderness reminded me that growth often lies just past the edge of comfort. Whether you’re hiking alone or with friends, the wilderness always gives back what you put into it — strength, stillness, and a renewed sense of self.

Thanks for coming along on the journey. Until next time, happy trails. 🌲