Thursday, September 22, 2016

Thursday, September 22

Trout Lake

Woke up to the wind still blowing at Blue Lake. Jazzman stopped by as he was starting his hike and we let him know that he could probably get a ride into town if he was at the road when we got there since Tim was picking up Mighty Mouse, Share Bear and me to take us to the town of Trout Lake for resupply and a night indoors.

It was chilly hiking all morning as the sun was mostly hidden behind clouds. Fortunately no rain, just cool temperatures and wind.

Along the trail we spotted Stitch's signature scratched in the trail indicating that he was at that point at midnight. He hikes just a little faster than we do, but hikes some long hours. We'll probably see him in White Pass, it sounded like he might want to hike with a group once we get into the Cascades and bad weather becomes a worry.

At a side trail down to one of the many lakes we passed today we saw a single hiking pole. Share Bear commented that it was the same kind that Max uses. Kate and Max hiked with Share Bear from the second day of her hike up through Kennedy Meadows, and with Mighty Mouse from around Baden Powell through Kennedy Meadows. They were a few days behind us through the Sierras and then skipped from Tahoe to Ashland, putting them several hundred miles ahead.
So, the poles...Mighty Mouse yelled out for Max, since we heard people down at the lake, but we got no reply. Walking on, Share Bear and Mighty Mouse speculated that it might have been Kate and Max, since they hadn't sent any messages saying they were at Trout Lake yet and their last message put them just a couple days ahead.

We stopped for lunch after about 10 miles, early because Tim met us at a gravel road. As we were eating, up walk Kate and Max. A happy reunion ensued and Kate and Max accepted both an invitation to slack pack the remaining miles of the day and the offer of space in the cabin.

So, tonight we have Tim, Mighty Mouse, Share Bear, myself, Kate, Max and Jazzman. A full house.

Along the trail today we had some great huckleberries, the greatest impediment to hiker foreword progress yet encountered.

2 comments:

  1. Where there are berries, there are bears. Just sayin...
    Looks like a proper group assembling for the last onslaught! No snow, no snow!

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  2. Where there are berries, there are bears. Just sayin...
    Looks like a proper group assembling for the last onslaught! No snow, no snow!

    ReplyDelete