July 1, 2022

5:58 PM

We thought it’d be a short day, but it was 9 miles. Too much for this poor old lady. My engine is feeling the wear and tear. But it is such a beautiful day!

I woke early at Gem Lake, and watched the sunlight slowly approach. Last night I had a mishap with the new inflatable sleeping pad. It kept deflating. I’m sure it’s operator error, and I just need to learn how it works, but it made me crazy at 2:00 AM. Also, sometime in the night I was awakened by a scurrying and scratching sound on the side of my tent. Made me wonder if I had inadvertently pitched it on top of someone else’s home.

Are these the marks of a thief?

Last night, a critter stole the insulated lid for my cup. This is a small but very necessary item, since I have gone to reconstituting my dinners in my cup instead of in a plastic bag. Must keep it hot while it rehydrates! Luckily, I can use the lid from the cooking pot for the rest of this trip.

Goodbye to Gem Lake. Not bad for a reservoir…
Teeny-tiny Billy Lake, on the trail. Our first natural lake of the day.
Rush Creek lives up to its name.
The trail sign at Clark Lakes. We spent some leisurely time here, filtering water and eating snacks.
One of the Clark Lakes. Our route was punctuated by the sounds of frogs splashing into the water on our approach.
Another of the Clark Lakes. Mount Ritter and Banner Peak in the distance.
First glimpse of where we’re headed—toward the foot of Mt. Ritter and Banner Peak. Snow!
This dog has the most idyllic spot, near the outflow of Thousand Island Lake, at the start of the Middle Fork of the San Joaquin River. By the time this river hits the Delta, over 100% of the water in it has been allocated by farmers and municipalities, and then recycled into the stream. I hate to think of all the agricultural runoff and sewage spills it is made up of by then!
If I wasn’t happy before, I am now! First pussy paw buckwheat of the trip (that pink stuff)!

We are at Thousand Island Lake. it’s very beautiful and very mosquito-y. Banner Peak and Mt Ritter tower above us like a Bierstadt painting. They seem so out-of-scale.

Emily is great—easy and open. At least two of today’s miles were caused by me insisting that there was another Thousand Island trail, to access the northern part of the lake. I swear I accidentally took it while hiking the JMT with Betty, and it’s where I lost her for the bulk of a day. But we couldn’t find it. Argh! Had to double-back and walk along the lake. Lots of campsites taken on this holiday weekend, but we found a nice one for two tents, up away from the lake edge. Even on 4th of July weekend, it’s easy to spend most of every day out here without seeing other humans. I both curse and embrace the trail quota system.

Home, sweet home—for the night.
Banner Peak
It’s more than enough to just observe the change of light as the day lengthens.
That’s what Emily is doing up there.

I cleaned the dust and sweat of the day off in the lake, which felt fantastic. It’s cold. Or as I prefer to say, refreshing.

It doesn’t take much soil to put down roots up here.

Mosquitos are so bad that we got in our tents at 8:00 PM. There’s a rustler’s moon tonight, a tiny golden sliver in the west. I woke a few times in the night to watch meteorites. The stars are so bright you can easily see to get around without a flashlight. I am content. I think I got my pad figured out, and am warm and comfy. I no longer feel the exhaustion of the day. Just glad to be here now.

The view from my tent.

6 thoughts on “July 1, 2022

  1. Nice to read your posts.Last time I was in that area we were at lost Lake, up near Donohue pass: great views of Ranner+ Bitter.Apropos of San Joaquin ; have you read ‘ The dreamt land’ by Mark Arax ? An amazing book chronicling the history of H20 in CA. Safe travels. Dave McClellan

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  2. This makes my heart sing, so full of memories of that same hike done, oh, 40 years ago or so. Thanks for taking us with you! My arthritic feet won’t allow me to go distance anymore, pack or no pack. I figure it’s because I used them so much to get to places like these, so it’s a trade off I accept. Again, thanks for taking me there.

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    • You are most welcome, Rita. So glad that you have those happy memories. I find the writing down of these trips sends me right back there. It’s the big personal bonus to keeping the journal.

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  3. Hi Laurie! GREETINGS from Historic Baker City, Oregon! It’s been a while since I’ve checked in but what a lovely bedtime story about your July hike to read. I so miss hiking the Mts. Your writing style tickles me so; much eloquence and honesty in your stories and songs! Laura and her family and myself and Taylor (who is now my husband and an Episcopal priest) are well. We met Keith Little and got to jam with him at The Wheeler County Bluegrass Festival this year. What an amazing, kind man he is!! Hope to get him booked for a tour in Oregon especially central and eastern oregon as both have a thriving bluegrass following now. Especially Sisters, Oregon where Dale & Suzanne Adkins now live along with Linda Leavitt and Tom Nechville!! Off to bed now
    ❤️ Love ya! Carol
    PS Give my best to Tom won’t ya?

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