Monday and Tuesday I continued my leisurely pace toward Mt Whitney, doing 15 miles each day. My pack is slowly starting to get lighter.
Monday afternoon I stopped at a lake, hoping the weather would cooperate enough to make it a decent spot to camp. But the wind blew all afternoon and by evening I was searching the nearby slopes for a sheltered place to set up camp. It blew all night and even managed to knock my tent down a few times. When it's staked in sand sometimes even a big rock isn't enough to hold it up.
The next morning I hiked the rest of the way to Crabtree Meadows and found a campsite near a bearbox, a large steel box for storing food in during the night to keep the critters from getting it. Since it was another short day, I had an early dinner and went to bed around 7:30 with plans for an early start the next day.
Monday afternoon I stopped at a lake, hoping the weather would cooperate enough to make it a decent spot to camp. But the wind blew all afternoon and by evening I was searching the nearby slopes for a sheltered place to set up camp. It blew all night and even managed to knock my tent down a few times. When it's staked in sand sometimes even a big rock isn't enough to hold it up.
The next morning I hiked the rest of the way to Crabtree Meadows and found a campsite near a bearbox, a large steel box for storing food in during the night to keep the critters from getting it. Since it was another short day, I had an early dinner and went to bed around 7:30 with plans for an early start the next day.
Beautiful scenery. The terrain and trees have definitely changed and looking more like the high Cascades. I am glad you taking time to enjoy moments of relaxation and to "smell the roses" or rather hear the rippling river.
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