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Day 45
We are in real mountains! We encounter real snow, but not enough yet to get us real lost. The exitement is building for our planned summit of Whitney tomorrow. We have no permit to make the popular climb, but hope to sneak past the ranger station unnoticed in the morning. At Crabtree Meadows we camp…
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Day 44 (Pete)
The first day out from Kennedy Meadows we have hit snow as expected. It is not, however, as all encompassing or as ominous as we expected. Toward 10,000 ft. it gets patchy. The trail is still quite easy to follow. Even on north facing slopes, which see little sun, the coverage is broken into small…
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Day 44 (Tape)
Kay, today is Wednesday, the 29th of May. And uh, we’re once again up high, probably higher than we were last night. But uh, last night was uh, not too cold. I woke up once, I was even hot. By the time morning came around I was about right. And it didn’t rain or snow…
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Day 44
On our way to Death Creek we hear marrow-freezing wails, as if someone, or something, were being horribly tortured. We pass with no sign of carnage. On the way up a ridge, we run into Betsy & Brad. We met them way back in the San Gabriels and have been reading their register entries since…
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Day 43 (Pete)
Its funny how Dylan and I live in the woods and went into a town, sat around, and watched T.V. for the Memorial day weekend. I couldn’t really say at this point how many days we have been doing this. Usually I can tell by referencing the other side of the paper or perhaps the…
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Day 43 (Tape)
Okay I just realized that during the interview with Pete we turned over the tape back on to the side that was already recorded on, so I’ve erased some of my Journal. I’m going to stop doing that right now, and whatever is left is left. So if you’ve been confused listening to the beginning…
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Day 37-43
While people fled towns and cities over Memorial Day weekend, Pete & I sat at his mom’s eating like pigs and watching TV. Something in my hip seized up, I could barely walk over the weekend. Now, back on the trail, I’m hoping it goes away. The first miles are not easy, but they are…
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Day 36-42 (Pete)
These days of transition from trail to town are always the strangest. They are always the longest as well. When I think back to where we woke up, it seems like a different world. There are four people in this roadside gas and shop speaking a language I can’t identify. It makes me feel even…
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Day 36-42 (Tape)
At the restaurant in Kennedy Meadows Lady: And are you accomp- are you guys both doing this together? Us: Yes. Lady: Right. Ok. Wow. That adds a whole new twist to it, huh? Dylan: Well its definitely different from Lady: you guys have never taken a trip to the mountains together… Pete: Yep that would…
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Day 36
I tell myself we are here to walk. We should appreciate all aspects of the trail. Monotonous sections are an opportunity for meditation. But the endless ridge contours of the morning nearly drive us mad. We’re thinking ahead, hoping to reach Kennedy Meadows to make a call for a ride into Ridgecrest by nightfall. We…