A Walk in the Park

An interesting day yesterday, with perhaps a better title being 'A Walk to Remember'- just don't mistakenly think this post is that similarly titled movie. After trying it last year and not completing the challenge, this year Rojo and I brought along Kate for round 2 of our mini High Sierra loop, and changed the order of camps attended. So with a home cooked meal by me handed out to everyone, we drove to the Cathedral Lakes trailhead and parked. A walk up Bud Creek and around Cathedral Peak via the climbers trail brought us up to Cathedral Pass and the trail to Sunrise. With mosquito dope on for the meadow stroll we passed people in head nets and stopped at Sunrise for a moment. The camp was vacant, but we passed the mule train coming in on the summit as it drops down into Sunrise Lakes. A romp and roll down the slabs brought us back to the trail to the road, with a quick stop to fill up water from a small stream that was literally on the trail. We had to stop so people could use the rocks in the water we were also standing on. It was a strange site to be filtering water as someone was walking in it a few feet away. Its also where we passed the gang of four drinking Corona's, carrying a cooler and smoking cigs, as if they were headed to Lake Havasu. The trail followed the road and took us up the old Tioga Road that leads to May Lake, and then we followed the short trail into camp. There we got a glass of Lemonade from Lacy and said hello to some friends coming down from Hoffman (Tracy and Brian and others) and began the descent to Glen Aulin. A couple hours later and we were tired and in Glen Aulin saying hello to Janet and Ben, refilling water, sucking down GU's and generally all around ready for the bar. A trip up the slabs brought us to Twin Bridges and the shortcut back out to the road where we found out we missed the last bus and would have to walk to the car, therefore insuring a car to car time of 10 hours 39 minutes- approx. 27 miles and 3 high camps. The goal was to make it to the Curry Bar for last call, and we did. 2 beers later ad I was home with my wife and Summer, having another cold one in the backyard. All in all, a good day in the park. A John Muir-type Day. P.S. The pictures are meant to look like its 1958- why not? Tomorrow, look for more postcards.