Today was the day we would arrive in Longmire, where the food would be abundant, the bathrooms would be available with toilet paper and soap, and the electrical outputs would be waiting and we pray that we carry our phones and batteries. Although we had only been on their way for two days, those days felt like years, so the idea that we would arise in the lovely advantages of civilization at the end of our hiking day excited us. We wanted to have as long as possible in Longmire, so we originally planned to get out of the camp at 5:00 am was too dark, so in its place we opted for 6:00 am, which really did not make a big difference.
Was the beginning of our walk a steep climb and guess what? There were more fallen trees, except that these were really a surprise! Most of the fallen trees were in the initial parts of the just climb the camp and became more scarce when we approached the top towards the Klapatche camp. He took a minute, but we found paths that others had done to avoid tree batteries, so he was not as bananas operator Coo how to deal with those of our descent yesterday before reaching the camp.
Fallen trees at the beginning of the climb from the North Puyallup camp in the direction of Klapatche Camp

The worst of the fallen trees in our rise from the North Puyallup river camp to the Klapatche camp
Klapatte’s camp seemed the best camp on the entire path. Since we arrived early with the sun still waking up, the photos did not do justice. This camp was also close to Lake Saint Andrew, which according to the hikers we met previously, was an excellent swimming lake. Both Lake Aurora (next to the Klapatche camp) and Lake Saint Andrew (about 0.5 miles from Klapatche) had phenomenal views with Mount Rainier that rose in the background. It was quite magical.

Lake Aurora just at the crossing of Klapatche Camp

Lake Saint Andrew about 0.5 miles uphill the Klapatche camp
After passing the Saint Andrew lake, we had a small climb and then we began to descend towards the crossing of the South Puyallup river where we will return to … you guessed it! … Start climbing. During our descent we find an ultra runner who was doing the entire path in 2 days. With the land he had experienced so far and extreme elevation gains and losses, he was baffled. I also felt very bad for their knees, but humbly noticed that they were definitely better than mine! Some people do all this in a day. That is more than impressive, especially with all remains and farms.

Starting our early morning of the South Puyallup river

South Puyallup River Crossing

Deb and I didn’t look at the camera while we are at the South Puyalllup River Crossing | Ha!
I bet you have been wondering …Sara, how devils were your knees? My knees behaved quite well that day, but I never got too excited. Neither pain or relief were in any way consistent. Nor could they anticipate, which was what hindered management.
The initial part of the South Puyallup river climb was moderate and really felt really good on the legs. I was even blessed with a contest of looks with a deer when I folded a corner on the path. Before I could take a photo, she rescued. Anyway, towards the top when we arrived at Emerald Ridge, it became more steep, but it was short. He led us to what he thought was one of the best views throughout the path. I know that I said this several times in my publications, but I take me seriously when I tell you that this point of view was literally crazy. We were surrounded by alpine meadows with colorful flowers, the marmotes were pursued by the hills, and there was no cloud in the sky.
We feel so lucky. We were alone with all this at that time and we felt so gratitude.

Emerald Ridge with Mount Rainier in the background

Upon reaching the top of the climb from the South Puyallup river with Mount Rainier as a backdrop

Debbie dating a beautiful meadow at the top of the climb from the South Puyallup river

Impressive view of Mount Rainier at the point of view after the climb from the South Puyallup river | Upper view in my book
After all the philosophical and frollic conversations with the marmotes in the meadow, we had to descend to cross Tahoma Creek. Although steep as any other descent, this was very rocky and not the most fun for knees and ankles. It was also mostly exposed. We did not have a constant canopy until we were close to the crossing of the Tahoma Creek bridge.
I will be super real at this time and admit that I hate the suspension bridges, especially when multiple wooden planks are missing. I definitely support my breathing about each one that we cross from the first day on the road.

Tahoma Creek’s pendant bridge crossing
After this crossing was our great final climb, which would take us to Alpino del Prado sky and then finally downhill in Longmire. Although shorter compared, this was the best climb of the day. The path was leveled near the Indian Henry patrol cabin, where we walk through colorful meadows and finally we start our descent towards the devil’s dream camp. It was here that the mosquitoes were twisted. We could not stop or otherwise we would be wrapped in a swarm. I had prosecuted in Deet the previous two days, but at this point I practically used it as a dress until we were at a mile of the devil’s dream.
I would ask Debbie: «Do you want any insect spray?» To which she would answer with: «No, they are not catching me as if they were you.» Who do you think they had more and mischite mosquito bites at the end of the day, Debbie or me? If you responded to Debbie, you were right. The silly Debbie was too exaggerated!

Alpine Meadow next to Indian Henry’s patrol cabin before our descent to the Devil’s Dream camp
When we met Kautz Creek after passing the Pyramid Creek camp, we found flags and cairns that indicated that a rediseja had been established. Going in an anti -Horary sense, we continue along Kautz Creek through Cairns for a short time, we crossed through the stream through a bridge and then we made a small rock that jumped through the Arroyo bed to the main path. It was very feasible and not too confusing.

At the beginning of the Kautz Creek Going CCW network, which followed Cairns along the stream before crossing
When we finally arrived at Longmire around 1:30 pm, my knees were cursing me in silence. The view of the Longmire Wilderness Information Center (LWIC) was glorious! There we picked up our results and talked to the Rangers about how to change our itinerary once again for the next day. We wanted to take us to the Indian bars camp the next day to make our last two days more uniform. Without the change, we would have a really short day of 12.5 miles and around 3,800 feet of elevation gain, followed by one day of 21 miles with 8,200 feet of elevation gain. Although it is not surprising, there was no availability, so we had to continue with what we had.
The only thing in our minds after this was food. We went and had lunch at the National Park Inn. They had the kindness of sitting at a table next to an exit so that we could load while we ate. In real life, I actually pointed out a table with a way under and said in a desperate and excited voice: «Can we have that?!» The host easily approved. He had 2 capuchins, truffle fries and macaroni with cheese. The food knew very well and the service was great that I felt that the waitress was my second mother. Debbie had a complete coca launcher -Cola Liet, Trufa Fries and a vegetarian sandwich. After eating the truffle fries, I said: «Dang it Debbie! I wanted to take a picture of those … well, I will make sure to get a photo of the mac n ‘Cheese». The mac n ‘Cheese came and left and said: «Dang! I had to take a picture of the mac n

The party at the National Park Inn | Once upon a time there were cheese macarreras in that pan
During the next two hours, we wandered around the general store and camped at the LWIC. The general store was more a gift shop than a general store. He had some analgesics, ice cream and baratijas. I hoped to fill a little insect spray, but it was a non-go. In the LWIC, we camp in a corner, connect our phones and batteries, classify our food and ask about the availability of Indian bars every 30 minutes. The Rangers were incredible and complemented for what we need. They dealt well with our crazy personalities! One thing I will notice that it was a complete disappointment was the load speed. Loading both in the restaurant and the Ranger station was extremely slow. When I mentioned this to the Rangers, they declared that no one had complained before, but it had definitely been slow for our two devices. We had to accept that we could go out again for two days with a semi -free telephone number for a battery copy.
We had to stay in Cougar Rock Campground, which was 1.2 miles at the foot of Longmire. I’m glad I made a reservation for this camp in advance because on Wednesday I was completely full, including walking sites. The camp had fresh water to drink, water to clean clothes and dishes, picnic tables on each site and spectacular bathrooms. Debbie had the incredible idea of verifying if the bathroom had a way out, what he did. At that moment our lives changed forever. We were back in the baby business! We receive everything and ready for our second day on the path, which would be very short. At least we could sleep until 9:00 am who would argue with that?

The configuration in Cougar Rock Campground | Observe the incredible picnic table just in nature
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