Today is a zero day (i.e. a rest day). My legs are still wobbly, and I can't even cross them on their own without having to use my arms to lift one over the over.
There are several morals to this story.
But on the plus side, always being the optimist, planning this was a lot of fun. Many times, I find that learning how to do something is often more rewarding than doing the task itself. Once I have the car back (I loaned it to Natalie while she's in Portland), I'll go recover my resupply packages one at a time, and do day hikes (and maybe overnighters) at each PCT crossing. So I'll get a sampler of what the PCT is about. There were many people doing just that on the trail.
Today I learned the origin stories of Bridge of the Gods and Cascade Locks.
Over the last hundreds/thousands of years, there have been some major landslides on the Washington side, and at one time it blocked the river altogether for a while, hence the Bridge of the Gods moniker. They also caused rapids making the river no longer navigable, so at a later time the Corps of Engineers actually build some locks to go past them to help navigation in the river. But they are no longer in use because the newer dam at Bonneville backed up the river and flooded the rapids. This is why the river is so wide here. All that remains is the island separating the locks from the river.