7/13/18 Aloha Lake

Day 23 Miles: 1,108.53 to 1,099.74 Waking up to a sunrise over an alpine lake is like a dream. I listen to the soft sound of the morning waves gently touching the shore.… Continue reading

7/12/18 Lake Fontanallis

Day 22 Miles: 1,123.31 to 1,108.53 The mosquitoes are super bad this morning. They swarm and bite and we pack in a hurry and try to outrun them. We are only partially successful,… Continue reading

7/11/18 – Strolling

Day 21 Miles: 1,140.76 to 1,123.31 I’m surprised how warm it is in the morning. The temperature dropped in the evening, I even reached for my puffy, but now it’s pleasant again. The… Continue reading

7/10/18 – Tahoe Bound

Day 20 Miles: 1,153.38 to 1,140.76 The hard bed in our tiny lodge room is super comfortable. I wish I could take it with me on the trail. There’s not much to it,… Continue reading

7/9/18 – Clair Tappaan Lodge

Day 19 Miles: 1,160.76 to 1,153.38 It was such a peaceful night at our camp near Peter Grubb cabin. I dreamed about being at elementary school again plotting adventures with my friends like… Continue reading

7/8/18 – Peter Grubb Hut

Day 18 Miles: 1,179.26 to 1,160.76 Everybody in our camp of 5 people is up around 5:00 a.m. IKEA, an Asian gentleman packs his bright yellow tent and is the first one out,… Continue reading

7/7/18 – More Trail Magic

Day 17 Miles: 1,195.42 to 1,179.26 Plus 1.5 miles to trailhead from town The alarm rings at 5:30 a.m. Neither of us wants to get up. We have 4,000 feet to climb today… Continue reading

7/6/18 – Catching Up

Day 16 Miles: 0 We are supposed to be back on trail today but after visiting with friends some chores are left undone and so we opt to take a zero here to… Continue reading

7/5/18 – Slackpacking

Day 15 Miles: 1,207.30 to 1,195.42 The wind blows relentlessly through the night. We can hear it’s gusts in the crowns of the trees nearby. Luckily the campground itself is pretty protected and… Continue reading

7/4/18 – Trail Magic

Day 14 Miles: 1,224.07 to 1,207.30 “Are you the Canadians?” the guy asks. He is huffing and puffing up a steep hill with a sleeping bag attached to outside his backpack that itself… Continue reading