This year some friends were going out to the Pacific Northwest to paddle. I dithered for a bit on if I’d go and ended up deciding almost last minute to join. For a bit leading up to the trip the big question was how I’d get a boat out there. A couple days before the trip I did some lurking on craigslist and managed to find a used RPM Max for a good price. The guy was nice and I ended up with a boat waiting for me when I got off the plane.
Flew in too late to get to paddle anything, or really see much on the drive out to the cabin. So I was very impressed the first day, getting to see all the scenery as we drove around to set shuttle for the run of the day. The cabin is on the White Salmon and shuttle was short. After dropping a car at the take out and heading to the putin to start, I realized that I had forgot my dry top at the cabin. People reported that it would be cold, and I decided to go back and get it. Luckily it was a short drive and I was very happy with the decision. The water was some of the coldest end of summer water I’ve been in. Additionally it was a clear aqua color I’ve never seen.
The White Salmon was a beautiful run mostly in the class III realm. This stretches for a few miles until you reach Husum Falls which is about three quarters of the way through the run. This was a nice drop that did not look like a great place to get worked. As I got out to scout, the backband of my boat broke. I hadn’t quite gotten the boat dialed in and had been feeling a little off all the way down to Husum Falls. This seemed like a bit of a bad omen. We had caught up to another group of boaters there and got to watch there lines. Their first member didn’t have a clean line and did a nice back ender, and the rest were clean.
Todd, Joe, and I decided to run it and all had clean lines. Below Husum Falls things calm back down into the class III range. There was a small surf wave in one spot, and the stream remained mostly secluded until we drew near to the former dam site, where cabins started appearing. The cabins start to thin out and canyon wall start to appear. The rapids start to pick up and rock walls build up on the sides. In this area you eventually pass by the site of the old Condit Dam. Not much is left here. We could only find one cement slab. The canyon walls continue to grow and eventually you get to Steelhead rapid. We all portaged this and it did not look like a great place to be. I definitely did not have the boat to run it and there was decent potential for a nasty swim.
Another year, another great Week of Rivers with the Carolina Canoe Club. Got in a few new runs, not as many as I had hoped but really happy to have gotten on the Little in the Smokies. Always is good to get to see old friends and make new ones. I was happy the initial big rain that flooded out Smokey Mountain Meadows didn’t prevent WOR from happening, though am disappointed it wasn’t a bit wetter.
1600cfs release, stick gauge at beginning of middle said 3ft, a guide estimated 3000cfs
Most of the highlights of my week were the new runs. In addition to those, I did manage a couple really nice runs on rivers I had already seen. Managed to get both the Tellico and Ocoee in the same day. Just barely made it to the Ocoee with enough time, but the late start worked out good. Got to see it above normal release levels and it felt to have a bit more of a Gauley feel to it.
Little: Sinks to Elbow
It was truly a treat to get on this run, which was one that has been on my list for a few years. On a previous Week of Rivers I attempted to organize a trip out to it, but ended up spending an hour in the morning trying to contact the Park Service only to determine the road was closed. This year everything lined up and a trip was launched and it was well worth it. The area is very scenic and worth the trip just to check it out. The rapids are arranged such that the difficult ones are at the beginning and end, and it calms down in the middle.
You start off at Sinks, which ends up being one of the most difficult rapids on the run. When we got there I had decided to walk up to run the lead in rapids, which are decently stout on their own. They add some good obstacles to mess you up before you even get to the main event. We wandered around scouting out everything. The whole time I was on the fence as to if I’d run it. While preparing, another boater from our area, Tim, showed up and he had just finished up his run. He told us that the move here was to throw a delayed boof and not to pencil in. To which my thought was, “my boat has one move, and this is pencil in.”
After some deliberation I decided I’d run it and a couple others were going to join me. As the instigator, I had the honor of running it first. Lined everything up, went down the chute, waited for my time, and pulled. Ended up getting down without any problems, and somehow managed to have the best line of our crew.
The pace keeps up for a little bit after sinks and the overall feel of the river is decently tight class IV creek for a little. There’s some nice gradient and some good boogie. Eventually you get to a spot where you come close to the road and then as the river veers away the intensity increases again. You work your way through a boulder garden of nice difficulty that will keep you on your toes. After this things calm down for a little, moving more towards the class 3ish realm. They start to pick up again, with a really nice smear boof. Then when you get to the end you come to the Elbow
When you get to the Elbow, you cannot quite see into the crux of the rapid from the water. We had met a local at the put in and he had lead us down. Our group was a little large and had split in two. We caught up to everyone at the Elbow. He told us a line and David and I decided to run with only that info and what we could see. While we ran it successfully, neither of us had a clean line as we did not get far enough to the left. I was flipped by the reactionary coming off the wall and washed past the undercut.
Big Laurel Creek
The rain that almost flooded out Smokey Mountain Meadows provided a little bit of a treat in the remaining flows that we found. I had the chance to get on Big Laurel, a nice class 3 intro to creeking kind of run that dumps you into the French Broad a little above the two good rapids. Other’s had run this on Saturday when I was driving down and I had heard good things from them. During the morning meeting I stepped up and announced a trip. There was overwhelming response and our group had to split up. Big Laurel has a number of good fun drops that can provide challenge to those stepping it up or new and fun for everyone else. Until you get to the French Broad it’s in a nice little canyon through the woods. We had an excellent crew, all of which had no issues with the run, though there was one gear malfunction. We even managed to pick up a swimmer from another group and get them down the rest of the run without any swims.
Chattooga, Section 4
While Section 4 is one I’ve run many times before, the quality of the run and scenery is so high, I cannot resist. Though the lake paddle out always makes me have second thoughts. Most times I have paddled it, the level has been around 1.6ft. Last year I had the opportunity to run it around 2ft and the level was great. This year the Chattooga watershed got a bunch of rain while we were there and I was able to run it at 2.15ft, the highest I’ve seen it at.
I have to say that somewhere in the 2ish range is the sweet spot. Both that time and this were great. Everything was padded nicely, especially Corkscrew. At this level the line is very nice and you just float over everything. A nice sneak opens up far right at Crack in the Rock. I have much thanks to the photographer I was talking to at Corkscrew for telling me about it. I decided to run Sock em Dog, and unfortunately didn’t have a great line. At this level the boof starts disappearing, and places you in a big hole. I botched things a little and went down a little notch, landing right in the hole. Got a good working and swam out of it.
In an earlier Week of Rivers, some had gone to the Noli at lower water and reported it to be lame. Due to this and it’s distance, I had not prioritized going to it. A few years passed and they went back at better levels and discovered it to be good. This year it presented me with the chance to see it for myself. I found it to be a wonderful run and definitely worth the current campaign to get it designated Wild and Scenic. It’s a spectacular part of the country.
People keep asking me to help them buy / pick out a laptop. I decided to write up my advice on it so I no longer have to repeat it to people.
First off when buying a laptop, one has to decide between three trade-offs being cost, performance, and build quality. You can only have two, never all three. cost is inversely related to the other two factors. Whenever you increase performance or build quality you will increase cost. I am viewing this as an inverse relationship because people typically want to keep costs down, a higher cost is considered a bad thing. This brings me to how I go about purchasing a laptop. When I start looking around, I start off with the specs and build quality I desire and try to tweak them to bring the cost of the laptop down. What most people seem to do is say “Whats the best laptop I can get for X”. This is the opposite of the process I follow and starts off with choosing a price and seeing the most one can get out of it.
Laptops fall into a couple of different cost brackets that roughly equate to power/build. They start off at around $350, with minimal specs and quality. These are commodity machines that will only really last about a year. Next comes laptops that range from about $450 – $550. Still commodity machines, but they will last you 1.5 – 2 years and be a bit more powerful. This bracket is typically the price range people ask me to recommend a laptop in. Both of the mentioned types of machines are only really good for things like browsing the web or editing documents in office suites. (But not doing data manipulation in them. I’m looking at you, people who use spreadsheet software to manipulate/analyze data.) They will do an ok job of watching videos on youtube or DVDs, however they will have issues with HD content. This will be based on how much you spend, although the lower end systems are getting better at handling HD. These laptops are not meant for doing real work, computation, or playing games. They will be however serve as a fine remote terminal for running software on a power system to do real work. IE something over Citrix, SSH, or some similar technology.
Then we come to the two brackets of machines that are meant for doing actual work (I am not saying that writing papers isn’t actual work, just that its not computationally intensive) and playing games. First we start off with the systems that run from about $700 – $850. These will last you about 1.5 – 2.5 years and will be able to play games, watch HD video, and do work that needs some number crunching power. Then you have the high end machines that range from $1000 – $2000 and will last you about 2 – 3 years. They will be able to run computations quicker and play games on middle to max settings. This bracket is where I typically end up purchasing a laptop from.
Now some notes on buying better hardware and getting better quality. First off stay with Intel chips. While they cost more they have much better performance and are more efficient. AMD chips used to have a better price/performance ratio but it hasn’t been that way in a while. Look for a machine that has a hinge that is the whole length of the clamshell portions or is metal. Get dedicated graphics if you can, they are always better than the integrated stuff. Areas where you can save some money by going with the lesser option and upgrading after the fact are RAM and the disk drive. However price the upgrade cost against the cost the manufacturer has, sometimes it is cheaper to get the part from the manufacturer. A metal laptop will last longer than one made from plastic, however there are not many companies that make these. A good alternative is a machine that meets MIL specs, like the Lenovo ThinkPads.
Laptops can last anywhere from 1 – 5 years, depending on all sorts of factors. Since they are mobile they will undergo more wear and tear. Things that wear out over time are the hinges, disk drive, fans, battery, and cables. Based on usage these will go sooner or later. Backblaze has gathered some good statistics on how long hard drives last http://blog.backblaze.com/2013/11/12/how-long-do-disk-drives-last/. Expect drives to go quicker then they did because the drives will be bounced around.
I am also asked about what brand to purchase. I am currently a fan of Lenovo ThinkPads and Asus, previously I also liked HPs. Lifehacker has some good info comparing build quality and customer service http://lifehacker.com/computer-manufacturers-ranked-how-to-pick-a-laptop-tha-1467145338. If you’re looking for something that will last forever, get a ToughBook. They cost more and have lesser specs, but are build to last. Apple machines have decent quality but cost about twice as much as they should. Avoid things from Dell.
Drove up to Keene on Friday and setup camp so we could get a decent start the next morning. We spent the night around the fire and fell asleep to the sounds of waterfalls. Awoke the next morning to discover the place we decided to camp was really nice. Had a great swimming hole behind it.
The morning go off to a slow start. It took a while for the group to get going. Mike and I went into Keene and grabbed some coffee at Noonmark Diner and then went over to The Mountaineer. Sadly they didn’t have any good deals on gear. We then headed to the trailhead to see if the rest of our group had started off. Got there and discovered that everyone had already started up the mountain. Mike and I started off and ran into a couple of people along the way. We discovered that we were not too far behind the rest of our group. Ran into the rest of the group after a trail junction for a campsite at a lake that the trail went past.
The group stopped at the lean-to for a break. Another group had already claimed the leanto so we decided to grab one of the campsites near by. The area had a treasure chest that was made for an Eagle project for a scout from a local troop. Lunch was made at back at the lean-to, which was along side of a small stream. We had a potato, cheese, and summer sausage dish. It ended up being a little bit soupy but still tasted great. Rich and Matt decided they wanted to set up a tent because it looked like there might be some impending rain on the horizon. Mike, Jenna, Matt’s friend Amy, and I decided to start heading up the trail instead.
Part of the way up the mountain the trail opened up to a large smooth rock that had a little water flowing down it. We met a group of people resting on the rock, they turned out to be the group who had gotten the lean-to. They were an outing group from a college in Vermont going on their first event for the semester. We decided to stop and take a break for a little while and talked with them. We lost Matt’s friend, but while waiting Rich and Nick caught up to us. They informed us that Matt was hiking with Amy.
From the outing club we learned that the rock paralleled the trail for a while up the mountain. Most of us decided to take the rock up. Nick choose to take the trail. We used this to help us keep track of where the trail was. When the rock started narrowing and it was getting harder to stay in touch with Nick we broke right from the rock. This ended up being a great spot to head back to the trail as it wasn’t too far away and it was starting to turn more right. The trail was slightly worse for going upwards than the rock. At one point while hiking up, I felt a sharp pain on my calf. At first I though it was just a pointy stick, but then looked down and discovered that I had been stung by a wasp. Looking around I found the wasp nest was a hole in the base of a stump in the middle of the trail. Warned the rest of the group about its existence.
Jenna and I had broken away from the group and eventually got to a trail junction. The trees had begun to thin and it was starting to become windy. We waited for Mike to catch up with us and then for Rich and Nick. Tried to get Rich to head down the wrong trail to the other side of the mountain, but he didn’t fall for it. Took advantage of the stop to put on some warmer clothes in preparation for the windy summit. Once ready we headed out, but we decided to not wait for Matt and Amy.
Knew that we were getting near the summit, due to the thinning trees and the fact that we passes some signs about entering an alpine zone. The top was covered in very short trees and some boulders. We were afforded some nice views of the surrounding Adirondacks. We could see Elk lake and the other mountains in the Dix range that we did on the snowshoe from hell. Celebrations begun once we got to the large rock outcropping that had a survey marker on top of it.
Rich had carried up two bottles of champagne. One quickly ended up poured all over him, but it was hard to tell how much got on him and how much was blown away in the wind. The second bottle was passed around and shared among the group. A couple had also hiked up to the top and we included them in our festivities. The bottle of honey whiskey was then broken out and we took turns taking shots. Mike commented that Rich started out his quest for the 46 with the weather in similar conditions. He started with Cascade and the wind was strong enough you could lean into it and use it to support one’s self. The conditions on top of Dix were similar this day and Rich completed his quest by leaning into the wind. Plenty of photos were taken as we romped around the rocky summit and took shelter behind it. Mike started reminiscing about how he conquered the 46 and started pointing out different mountains and stories were shared.
After a good deal of time on the top once everyone started getting cold (and half the bottle of whiskey was gone) we decided to start heading down. The hope was we might finish our decent before sunset. We found Matt and Amy when we got to the edge of the summit, surprised they made it to the summit. Jenna and I broke away from the group and made our way down quickly. We got to the lean-to before dark and found the outing club preparing their dinner. I sat down in the clearing in front of the lean-to and started to make some quesadillas while waiting for the others. Rich, Nick, and Mike showed up around a half hour to 45 minutes after we got to the lean-to, just as it was starting to get dark.
Prepared them some quesadillas while Rich and Mike started preparing dinner. We had mac and cheese with onions and summer sausage. For desert Jenna had brought some delicious oreo brownies that she had made. We were very surprised that the outing club had already headed to sleep in their lean-to. After dinner, Jenna, Mike, and I decided to hike out because of obligations in the morning. Got in a nice night hike out to the cars back on the main road.
Woke up early so we could catch the YARTS bus back into Yosemite. Went and got breakfast at the Breakfast Club since the hotel breakfast stunk. Place had good baked goods. Spent some time here before we wandered over to the bus stop to wait. Rich got McDonald’s. The bus ride was pretty uneventful and consisted mostly of reading.
Once back at Yosemite, we grabbed some lunch and looked around the shop. We then went and visited the exhibits that we did not check out when we were first here. Started with the Ansel Adams gallery. It was less impressive than I expected and was mostly there to sell prints of his work and of some modern photographers. The next thing we went to was the Yosemite museum. It had some interesting displays on various aspects of the park. Ranging from the geology, to the effort to establish it, to how peoples’ visits over the years have change. Also watched a movie on the ‘Spirit of Yosemite’. Honestly wouldn’t have gone to see it if we didn’t have 3 hours to sit around. Turned out to be good.
Grabbed another YARTS bus, this time headed to Merced. Even leaving the park the views were impressive. The bus ride once again was filled with reading. At one point during the ride, Rich and I started talking a bit. Some grumpy old man complained that we were talking and that he wanted to rest. Last time I checked you were allowed to talk in public places like buses. From Merced we took the Amtrak train back to San Francisco. The train was packed and the car we ended up in didn’t have properly working air conditioning.
We got back to San Francisco late, and just barely ended up getting into an Indian resturant before they closed to get dinner. Decided to stay at a different hostel because the first one wasnt that great. Ended up just down the street at the Hosteling International San Francisco Downtown Hostel. The place was much nicer than the previous hostel, this one was actually maintained.
Today we woke up in Mammoth mountain. We followed our typical morning schedule of taking about two hours to get up and out of bed. When we awoke we talked about what to do for the day. There had been some question of what to do for the day. None of us were willing to wake up early this day to catch the bus to Yosemite. Ended up reserving the room for another day so we had somewhere to say in Mammoth Lakes.
The free breakfast provided by the hotel was pretty lame. Some orange juice, coffee, and small muffins and donuts. So, we went in search of food for the day. I personally wanted to get lunch but we ended up wandering into a place that was still serving breakfast. I got french toast and a Bloody Mary to eat. We spent some time time there eating, Rich got nothing to eat. After this we headed up to the village portion of town to check out the Octoberfest that was happening today. It ended up being more lame than we expected it to be. It was quite small and the beer they had was overpriced. Our boredom led us back to the hotel, and we went across the street to the hot tub (our hotel’s hot tub was closed for maintenance and they had a deal with the neighboring hotel). It turned out to be more of a lukewarm pool than a hot tub.
After this we returned to our room and watched some movies on TV until we went to go and get dinner. Ended up stopping at a place we passed by the day before, Base Camp Cafe. Turned out to have some really great food there. Had a good sandwich and some of Mammoth Brewing Co Epic IPA. After dinner Rich and I went to a bar for another beer while Mike went back to the room and packed for a bit. When Rich and I returned, the three of us played a couple rounds of ERF. The neighbors complained that we were “playing basketball”, so we had to stop playing cards. We then got some rest before our long day of travel ahead.
Woke up on the shore of Thousand Islands Lake. There was a nice view of the mountains and the lake provided a reflection of them. Sat by the lake, read a little, and then had some tea and breakfast. While having breakfast an obnoxious couple gave us a lecture on Leave No Trace and how we should be camping more than 100ft from water and on a durable surface. Not really the way one wants to start a day. Eventually we got everything packed up and got started on our way.
We headed down the John Muir Trail and saw some more smaller lakes along the trail. The scenery was not nearly as impressive as the day before. Still got some ok photos. We came to the lake we were going to have lunch earlier than expected. Decided that we would take a side trail to the North Creek Trail to Agnew Meadows. This cut out some of the hills we would have had to hike up. The hike down to the river had no switchbacks (much to Richie’s delight).
The hike along the river wasn’t very eventful. The trail was not well maintained and occasionally it would seem like we lost it. Rich kept complaining about wanting lunch. Eventually we came to the junction that we would have joined up with had we continued on the JMT. The junction was blocked off by some logs. While hiking we had essentially decided to hike out the whole way as this day was only going to be 6 miles. Rich wasn’t happy about spending an extra day at a hotel.
Further down the trail we came to the actual North Creek trail junction. We determined that we were supposed to cross the stream. It didn’t really impact our travels too much. Hiked on for a while and met a couple by a bee hive along the trail. The man thought that he had been bit (not stung) by one. Hiked on more lost Rich and Mike. Stopped at a trail junction to wait for them and talked with some guys there about our trek. Found that we were pretty close to the parking lot.
We got to the parking lot and rested for a bit, then we started out on the road. Our plan was to hike down the road and hopefully hitch a ride. A couple hundred feet down the road we were picked up by the couple we met on the trail by the bee hive. They gave us a ride into Mammoth Lakes. We wandered around and started searching for a place to stay. The first place we came to only had one room and at a higher price than we wanted. We ended up staying at the Econo Lodge a little further down the street. After we got our room squared away and cleaned up ourselves we went in search of food. Wandered for a while and eventually ate at a place called Grumpy’s. Then went back to the room and passed out.
Woke up extremely cold this morning in the valley. We should have put the fly on the tent. The tent was covered in dew and a bunch had dripped down onto Mike’s sleeping bag. Slowly got our gear together, had breakfast, and bid farewell to the valley.
The trail soon started on its upward climb. For a while the trail followed the stream we had camped by. Eventually the trail turned away from the stream but stayed in the trees. We came upon two deer and a faun. The mother deer would try to push the faun down with her front legs so we couldn’t see it. The faun was fairly curious and took a couple strips towards us. Eventually the decided to bound away. While hiking upwards we kept getting impressive views behind us of the valley we just left. We hiked through the spot we were supposed to have camped yesterday. This site was not really better than the one we stayed at.
Eventually the trail broke out of the forest and the environment changed. The area was rocky and also had large meadows. Gone were out views of the valley behind us. They were replaced with views of magnificent peaks ahead. These peaks were tall, sharp, and had glaciers on them. Eventually we came to a small glacier fed lake and decided to take a quick break. Mike and I took a short swim in it. This was the highest point I have gone swimming at as well as the only glacier fed lake I’ve swam in. We contiued on through similar terrain and made our way towards the pass.
A little ways before reaching the pass we met some other men backpacking the John Muir Trail. They had flown in and had been on the trail for a couple of days as well. They gave us a little info about the pass and trail and took our photo for us. We then continued on. This section had left behind it’s meadow like properties and was fairly rocky. We still had great views of peaks all around us.
When we reached the apex of the pass there was a sign letting us know that we had left Yosemite and entered Inyo National Forest. About one hundred meters or so down the trail the the floor started to drop and we were presented with a great view of the new area we were entering. The mountains were once again very different than previous ones we had seen. We decided to stop and eat our lunch of tuna fish here with a spectacular vista. A couple that was hiking up stopped and chatted for a little. The guy said that we should stay on the John Muir Trail if we would like some more beautiful scenery. This is contrary to other advice we had received earlier in the week.
Hiked downward for a while and the started our ascent for our second pass of the day. This pass was much different than the previous one. Every five steps down this section of the trail presented us with another impressive sight of the mountains to our right. Where the previous pass had been rocky, this one was meadows. Eventually Thousand Islands Lake came into view and we got nice sights of the lake with mountain backdrop. The trail headed down to the lake and we made camp alongside. Watched a decent sunset while cooking dinner. Discovered that this time both Richie’s and my GPS trackers had run out of battery. While cooking dinner the first fuel canister ran out. Guess it was a good thing that we had found another.
Today was our first day on schedule as according to our original plan. We were woken up by the park ranger asking if we paid for our tent site. After a little while we got out of the tent and had some tea. The morning air was freezing cold and many of the people walking about were already wearing winter jackets. At around 8:30 we went to the grill to get breakfast. The cinnamon roll was one of the best thing on the menu.
After breakfast we went to the store to get more fuel for the rest of the trip. We found out that we would have to go the the sport store to get some. Grabbed our food from the post office. While Mike and I were at the general store Rich walked over to the sport store to get fuel. He discovered that the store has no iso-butane fuel. The store could not make a complete stove fueled by either white gas or iso-butane. While chatting with shopkeeper another hiker overheard and offered us an extra fuel canister that he had and did not need. This was really great because if we hadn’t found fuel we would have not been able to cook after a day or so. He also told us of another trail that parallels the John Muir Trail on the other side of the creek. From Toulomne Meadows campground you hiked a mile or two and then cross the stream via two foot bridges.
After we finished up at the store and post office we went back to our camp site, divided our food, and packed up. We shipped back our extra food and Mike and Rich sent back extra clothes. Hit the trail around 11. This section of the trail was much different from the earlier sections. We started off in some forest then it opened up to a meadow that followed the stream. A while up the trail we stopped to wash off in the stream and wash some clothes. Took about an hour long break. Later on we stopped at a nice spot along the stream for lunch. I went down a small wanted slide in the river. When we started hiking we ran into a guy we met on top of Cloud’s Rest. Spoke to him for a little before he hiked on.
During our hike to the site, we came across a group of deer in the meadow. Found some more deer further down the trail. The entire time we homes with two large mountain ranges to our left and right. As we neared the end of the meadow our next challenge came slowly into view. Rising up ahead of us was Donahau Peak and Donahau Pass.
We made camp at the edge of the meadow before it the terrain started to rise. Had mashed potatoes with summer sausage for dinner. The meal was prepared quickly with help of the jetboil. This is one that will have to be done again. Sat around and talked for a little while before heading to sleep. While sitting there a couple of deer wandered up to our site while eating.
Today we got up at around 8am. While making tea for breakfast two bucks waltzed through our campsite. They both had nice racks, one had five points on each antler. These deer weren’t as friendly as the one the day before. After this distraction we finished up breakfast and packed up.
The trail to the Cloud’s Rest junction was 2.5 miles and gave us some nice views. While on the way up Mike floated the idea of hiking Cloud’s rest since we were here. Got some photos inside a giant tree stump.
When we got to the junction we waffled for a bit on what to do. Spoke with a German couple for a little and then decided to head down to the road. About a hundred feet down the trail we met another group of people hiking Cloud’s Rest. We spoke with them for a little bit and they convinced us to hike it. The one man said that “Cloud’s Rest scares the Half Dome out of you. Good thing we did it the day before. Found out that they were showing one of their friends from Maryland the area.
So we dropped our packs and started our ascent of Cloud’s Rest. The trail was mild and we only had 800 vertical feet to go up over a 1.8 mile distance. Along the way we were provided with some good views of the surroundings.
The real treat came once we broke treeline. The one man was right and the views from Cloud’s Rest put those from Half Dome to shame. You get a full 360 degree view of Yosemite. A good half of what you see is blocked out on half dome, by Cloud’s Rest. Up top we met the German couple that we saw the day before and pointed out the doe to.
The hike down took a bit. After descending Cloud’s Rest the trail started going up hill for a bit. This slowed our pace a little. Once we came to the downhill section I took off. Sped through all the switchbacks and finally arrived at the next trail junction.
Here I waited for Mike and Rich for about 10 minutes. We then checked out the lake and headed for the road. Once there we hitch hiked to Tuolomne Meadows. It took a little but we eventually got picked up by a nice family in a mini van. Chatted with them while the drove us to our destination. Eventually we realized we went too far when we left Yosemite. Luckily it was only a 10 minute drive back to the campground.