CD was camped with a group of hikers in a burned out area of Sequoia National Forest.
By this time, the rhythm of the trail could be felt. They woke up in the mornings, slow moving, yet excited, hungry and maybe cold and wet. The group scattered during the day as natural differences in pace dictated. Hikers were left to their own thoughts and to hike their own hikes. At night they came back together to swap stories, laughs, and for general camaraderie. Life was good.
Mile 697: Kennedy Meadows General Store.
Packs were re-organized. Heavier clothes, an ice axe, and crampons were added. There was more water, more shade, and breath taking views.
Mile 760.5: Upper Crab Tree Meadows
They moved on to the base of Mt Whitney. CD admitted feeling short o sleep. He wrote: “It’s 9:00 – hiker midnight“. “I can only hope that everyone in the world gets to experience this much magic and beauty every now and again.”
The view from Mt Whitney was worth the day hike for sure!
The descent wasn’t too bad either!
CD reflected on the first miles through the Sierras. Here are some of his random thoughts.
- The trail may be more of a river or a waterfall due to snow melt. I sometimes call it a “swimming trail”.
- Beautiful water sources are less enjoyable when swarmed by mosquitoes.
- There aren’t as many rodents above tree – line. I have never appreciated that more.
- Creek crossing are great when you don’t consider all of the risks.
- I drank water without filtering it. I felt pure and connected to the planet. When I didn’t sick, I felt so alive! (I don’t recommend this, by the way.)
Rambling Footsteps 