Day 137 Miles: 19 From Pipe Lake to Dewey Lake In the middle of the night I get up to pee, trying not to trip on the tarp guylines (I always trip on the tarp guylines) and look up. Even with my eyes blurred over with sleep, I am staggered. The stars! I have one…
Day 136: fish for supper
Day 136 Miles: 10 From Ginette Lake to Pipe Lake Town, town, town, town, town! Many possibilities, only two miles to get to White Pass. We pass by Pigpen and Kentucky on our way out – they had come in late last night and camped nearby. We arrive at the small convenience store and motel…
Day 135: razor’s edge
Day 134 Miles: 19 From camp by Snowgrass Meadow trail junction to Ginette Lake. When my first alarm goes off at 6:15 I hop straight out of bed, pee, then… then I ruin a good thing and crawl straight back into my sleeping bag. An hour later I figureI really should get up. We’re now…
Day 134: Mountains as people and the search for beauty
Day 134 Miles: 18 From the ponds to Snowgrass Meadow We start the day with our faces in blueberry bushes. Although I don’t know if “bush” is the right word – the teeny plants next to the ponds are only a few inches high. That just makes it all the more surprising that they are…
Day 133: high camp and a drag
Day 133 Miles: 17 From lava flow campsite to tiny lakes The last warmth in the black lava rock surrounding our campsite has disappeared by the morning, and the sun has not yet risen above the mountain. It’s great tongue of ice, the Mt Adams glacier, is a massive tumble of ice that looks frozen…
Day 132: High Camp, busted
Day 132 Miles: 11.5 From Trout Lake to campsite on old lava flow The monastery hostel has big picture windows and no shades, facing northeast to Mt Adams. I ditched J in the middle of the night for my own twin mattress, but as day creeps up on us he sneaks back in beside me,…