Gilmore Lake to Dick’s Lake: 4.5 miles
We crawl into the tent at 7:30. It’s almost dark. My new hiking quilt feels wonderful. It’s 6 inches longer and 4 inches wider that the other one. And it’s rated for 20 degrees! The other is rated for 30 degrees, but at 30 degrees it still required my wool base layer to be warm. When near 20 degrees I had to wear that base layer, my hiking pants, my hiking long sleeve shirt under the base layer and my down jacket. Being warm to the bone was still questionable.
Sherman on sentry duty while I pack us up to start the day. The green bags are the Odor-Proof bags that go inside the white Ursak Bear Bags.
Echo Lake to Gilmore Lake: 11 miles
(NOTE: There was no stable cell signal during the hike, so nothing I wrote got posted. Now that we’re done, I’ll post as I can in chronological order.)
I’m going to include both of these maps each day. The topographical map shows the geography, path the trail takes and the relationship of places. The elevation map gives you a sense of how much energy it takes to get from one place to another.
Get up at 6:30. The rain has ended. The sky is clear. I check out at 7. We get to Echo Lake at 8. When we are within a few miles of the lake, on small roads lined with cottages, Sherman gets excited. Tail wagging. Looking out the front window. Does he remember driving in here last year? We’re headed to the same trailhead parking…
We left Ojai at 4:30am with the intent to drive to the Echo Lake Trailhead and hike about 4 miles into the Desolation Wilderness. The weather forecast was for intermittent drizzle in the area ending around 1pm. When we drove through Sacramento this was the weather. But, at 2pm, as I drove up the mountains that surround Tahoe, the rain got heavier and heavier. As I approached the turnoff to Echo Lake it was pouring. I saw a sign for a Best Western, which I know takes pets, drove in to see about a room. The woman at the counter said it had been raining all day. She said her young daughter had asked at breakfast, “Where are my rain boots?” “Rain boots? It partly sunny…” “Well mom, the weather I just heard is that it’s going to rain pretty hard today.”
September 23: Zero Miles
The featured image is a pastel in the room where we’re staying. Love it!
It’s about the same as last night. Slightly injured. Full mobility in terms of walking and squatting. But strained in terms of rolling outward.
So… we’re done.
It’s been an interesting process over the last 24 hours. The conflicting desires to finish the hike and to honor the fact of the injury.
Being true to what is… the rolled ankle… (more…)