JMT August 11: Mammoth Lakes
Sometimes the path decides for you. We had moved well, miles by clicking every day, but a stubborn lesion can convert the thrust forward into a complete stop. Mammoth became our unplanned scale, a place to rest, heal and reorganize the plan.
Another zero day in mammoth
We woke up to find Catie’s foot still disturbed her, so we decided to spend another day in Mammoth. Another zero day was difficult to swallow, but it was the right call to give him time to heal. After a disappointing breakfast, they ran out of hot food, we packed and moved our team to a camp in Mammoth RV Park. Then he returned to the sports store for a couple of trekking posts for Catie.
Stories about the tram on lake horseshoe
The rest of the day moved slowly. We set up the local tram to Horseshoe Lake, sharing the trip with a bus full of people and two actors who filled the trip with stories. We learned how the gigantic lakes began as a mining city, the quiet beauty of the twin lakes, the emergence of the ski area and the strange patch of dead trees in Horseshoe Lake. It was an earthquake, they said, that he opened a fissure that still filters Co₂ to the ground in Horseshoe Lake. The co₂ is dangerously high And you are not even supposed to camp there.
A hot wait on Lake Horseshoe

We jumped in Horseshoe Lake to check it and spend some time before the next bus, approximately a 30 -minute wait. It seemed to take eternity to arrive. The sun hit, the air hung still and the heat radiated the sand. We walked along the shore, reading the historical signs, but quickly bored us. With Catie’s foot still sore, we were not awake to walk at a long distance.
Secure a walk and return to the camp
Much of the afternoon was trying to secure a North Lake/Piute pass. We stopped at Vons Supermarket again to collect dinner and made several phone calls. At night, we finally had a trip aligned with a gigantic taxi, a great relief.
We capture the tram back to the camp, a simple but comfortable place mostly full of recreational vehicles and car campers. The site was flat and affordable, and the atmosphere was peaceful: only families who enjoyed their vacations were not parties. I could not avoid noticing televisions, gadgets and cozy settings that people brought, a marked but fascinating contrast with our basic backpack kit.
Preparing for the thrust ahead

Before delivering, we locate additional belongings and prepare to send them home. With six days of food full in our bear boats, there was no room for anything else. Losing two precious days also meant that we would have to press more and recover the fast time. We needed to become slender hiking machines.
However, those two days in Mammoth had given us more than an opportunity to replace and replace our adventure. We had enjoyed hot showers, clean laundry and a lot of coffee, but most importantly, Catie’s foot had the time he needed to heal. We were grateful for unexpected rest, an opportunity to rest our bodies and restore our minds. The coming path was waiting, and now we were ready to meet. Tomorrow, Piute Pass.
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