Miles traveled: 12.9
Mile marker: 944.3
This morning it is absolutely cold. Luxy picks up her frozen underwear again. We tear sheets of ice from our tents. It’s a gray morning and my hands are burning from the cold of the ice.
My store is frozen. A layer of ice is in my best can. Luxy can’t seem to attach her ice ax to her backpack, and when she does and is putting the finishing touches on her backpack, her bear falls off and rolls down the hill.
This may not be Luxy’s day.
We started walking later than we expected. At least the river we have to cross is lower than last night. The snow melts with the sun, so at night the rivers have a greater flow. We are in the morning so the river is lower. Dry feet for us!
The crystal clear water reflects the mountain like a mirror. Mountains rise against a bright blue sky. We advanced a little and found snow in the concave of the hill.
I walk uphill for a while and finally reach the pass. I look up and say, «Isn’t that the pass?»
I can’t believe this is it. There are still mountains taller than me on this same pass, so what is this pass like?
«You can walk there if you want!» Savannah says.
«Tails, please don’t do it,» Luxy says. «Maybe Journey can go up there, but I like you. So please don’t.»
I still can’t believe this is the pass. A river meanders through the green valley below me. It’s still very pretty.
We went down and walked through open meadows. We stopped for lunch where we all set up our tents to dry off.
Savannah rushes to the post office to pick up a package, so she and Journey head there while Luxy, Rafiki, and I stay behind to finish packing.
We found some marmots hiding from us behind a rock.
A ranger stops us on our walk.
«Are you Rafiki?» asks a ranger.
«I am,» Rafiki says. He was probably identified by his cowboy hat.
«I was told to ask you, Rafiki, what your poop plan is.» says the ranger.
«In the bear can,» Rafiki says.
This is a stupid inside joke that came from Savannah’s mom, but Rafiki has been waiting for a ranger to ask him what his poop plan is.
Where does your food go? In the bear can.
Where does the first aid kit go? In the bear can.
Where do your toiletries go? In the bear can.
What’s your poop plan? In the bear can.
The rest of the walk is tedious. None of us are particularly in the mood to hike, and we have to look forward to Yosemite tomorrow.
Luxy yells at Rafiki and me to stop as we dive into the trees.
«I think we can go down this path,» says Luxy. Your map is a little more detailed than mine with the other roads, but mine shows the icons it’s missing.
“Let’s do it,” I say. We took the fork in the road and bought some time walking along the blue line.
We reached a road, we ran into dad. I say goodbye to him and then we run towards the restaurant. It’s a small grill under a tent, and they ran out of vegetables, hamburger buns, soda… yeah. I buy a chili cheese dog, some tasty potato wedges and some orange juice, not so tasty.
We sent a package to Dad’s girlfriend’s house and headed to our campsite.
Yosemite is tomorrow!
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