September 18: 4 miles
I wake at 6 feeling rested. Sherman’s still asleep. I test the ability to upload images on the blog and this morning it’s working. So I finish a group of entries and get them published.
Sherman wakes up and we go for a walk. He has his natural spring back in his step so he’s had enough recovery time. That’s good since we’re headed back to the trail today. A short day, but a hiking day.
We eat breakfast and I start organizing for the next jaunt. When packed I look for a Lyft or Uber driver. Today Uber wins. A retired schoolteacher collects us and drives us about 10 miles into the mountains to the Tahoe Meadows Trailhead where our journey begins again.
September 17: Zero Miles
I wake up and look at the map again. Also at Sherman. He’s been sleeping for almost 12 hours.
I sit with him and look at the pack, the water, and get that the right thing to do is skip this 40 miles.
So… new logistics.
September 16: 9 miles
It was a cold night. Very occasional wind gusts alternating with total calm. The weather pattern, or pressure system is changing. I don’t know enough about the rate this happens to know if this change in the wind and temperature over 3 days is a normal pattern or not.
Ready to go. Feels like come on! What’s the holdup?
September 15: 10 miles
Damn, it’s cold this morning. Mid to high 30s and still windy. We wake about 6:30. I want to be on the trail about 7:30. It’s cold enough that I don’t want to be outside in the wind while packing, so for the first time in my hiking life I bring everything in the tent to pack. I’ve read other hikers talk about that in rainy or freezing weather.
As I get ready to actually put things in the backpack the sun is over the horizon and I feel the warmth.
September 14: 7 miles
When I saw this photo of people crossing the mountains here in the late 1800’s I marvel at how easy we have it. People and animal teams clearing a channel in snow that’s deeper that a person. Then moving carts and wagons over a “road” that’s full of rocks and boulders. Why would anyone do that instead of waiting until the snow was melted? They certainly had a good reason. My mind can’t create one that would have that kind of necessity.
As I start to gather our things together to pack I get a horrible cramp in my right calf. I can’t put any weight on it. I put on my shoes and go out side to stretch my calves, knees, thighs and hips. Better. I take care of a blister on my right big toe. I almost never blister while hiking… hmmm…
I hadn’t thought about the forest being full of pine tar. Duh. It’s a pine forest…