In which we cross briefly through Nevada and into California! It marks the first time we’ve been in the same time zone as Seattle since August, 2011.
J and a giant Sequoia. We spend a few days free camping in the National Forest, do some very scenic, very windy and mountainous driving, and do short walks around the biggest tree on earth (General Sherman), a 3,000 year old tree (Robert E. Lee) and other Confederate Generals. We then do a long walk up Mt. Silliman.
C, ready for glory.
There’s no official trail, but we buy a topo map and take off, no problem.
Then the clouds roll in, and the last slope up the valley to our intended lakeside camp takes us four hours of zigzagging, circling, and getting progressively grumpier.
Just as we had selected a shitty, exposed, rocky site to set up the tent and call it quits til morning, angels began singing and a spot of blue appeared. The clouds lifted. “There it is!!” we cried, and raced up the slope to the awaiting lake, where we managed to set up camp and strike a few picturesque poses before the clouds descended again.
J orienteering from the safety of our tent. At 10,049 ft high, this camp broke J’s record of highest elevation ever, an we hadn’t even reached the summit yet!
The next morning was insanely beautiful and we set off for the summit.
Above, the only photographic evidence that C was ever there, taken while signing into the registry at the summit. Below, J adds a few feet of height to her new 11,188 ft elevation record.
We spend another few days cavorting in the park including this lovely waterfall in Kings Canyon, shortly before J got mild hypothermia.
A few other photos:
Also this, giantess C hugging a sequoia 32 ft in diameter.
On to the coast!
Lots of Love,
C and J