I probably should have just honed in printing for this particular blog post. Or maybe just my trials and tribulations with Adobe photography software. Or just the trip to Seattle. But what fun is that. Life is sorta messy this way. A woven tapestry of events, overlapping, mingling, colliding, reflecting and refracting.
Mount Burroughs resides on the northeast slopes of Mt. Rainier. Named after naturalist/essayist, John Burroughs, it is actually three progressively higher hill-tops – Burroughs 1, Burroughs 2, and Burroughs 3. […]
From Sunrise Lakes to Yosemite could have easily been one day, but why end a good thing too soon! Sunrise Lakes to Little Yosemite Valley Campground via Clouds Rest – […]
Days 16 through 18 took me from Minaret Creek to Sunrise Lakes, the latter being the northern approach to Clouds Rest in Yosemite. The days, terrain and scenery varied. With […]
After Jean departed in David’s truck with two other hikers for a shuttle trip to the Fresno airport, I spent another 2 hours working on my departure to the trail. […]
If I stick to what is written on that sign, it’s going to be a very short blog post 🙂 One thing that happens at VVR can best be described […]
Leaving Wanda Lake just below Muir Pass meant we were leaving behind what I’d considered to be the big passes of the trip. No more 12,000 footers. And the scenery […]
Days six through nine were a series of very long descents to below 9,000′, usually close to 8,000′, followed by a longish approach and a final steep climb to a […]
Camped on the edge of a big meadow where trees meet grass, we slept very well on night four. Back around 10,000′ and flat ground was very nice. We both felt like sleeping in, but it was important to keep the rhythm for a couple reasons. 1. I much prefer to hike alone, not with a lot of other people. Starting early gives more time alone, and puts one on a somewhat different schedule that many. 2. It’s cooler in the morning and it definitely has been warm by 10AM. It’s 5:15AM, we’re groggy, it’s dark, but time to throw off the bag, deflate the thermarest and pillow, and begin stuffing those items in the backpack.
In just three days, the John Muir Trail would let us know that it was going to be a serious hike, and no day would be easy.