We dragged ourselves up from the depths of sleep after a
full night’s rest. Breakfast was
complete and very filling.
We headed out at about 9:30 on a scenic loop which combined
the High Sierra Trail with a portion of the Elizabeth Pass Trail with the Over
the Hill Trail. I was somewhat more
bushed than I was the day before and was moving quite slowly indeed.
It is a good thing we were starting this trail fresh in the
morning because it began with a grueling 500 foot struggle uphill through the
forest.
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Coming out of the forest on Over the Hill Trail |
As Diana noted in her blog, it “broke
out on top to spectacular mountain views, then went down a stony,
granite-gravelly bowl crossed by the most spectacularly flower-fringed streams
of the trip. The flowers were all colours of
the rainbow. It was 2.1 miles to Lone
Pine Creek, which flowed rapidly over broad white rocks.”
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Mountain Bluebells |
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Unknown |
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Unknown |
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?Pink Stickseed? |
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?Paintbrush and Blue Eyed Mary? |
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?Torrey's Blue Eyed Mary? |
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Unknown |
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Orange fungus (?orange cup fairy fungus?)
The higher we climbed, the more beautiful the views.
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Views towards Elizabeth Pass |
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The path not taken |
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Diana midst the wildflowers |
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Wildflowers on either side of the trail |
We had a leisurely stop for lunch and then made our way a
short distance into the meadow in the lea of Elizabeth Pass where there were
the most beautiful wildflowers. We wandered
around for a lot of the afternoon, just marveling at the views, the flowers and
the fresh mountain air. Photos, why yes,
I did take some, a few, no … many.
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Wildflowers |
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Pink penstemon and purple lupin |
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Bleeding hearts |
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Unknown |
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?some type of daisy? |
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Unknown |
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Paintbrush and ? |
We did not go a lot further into the meadow or up towards
Elizabeth Pass because there was a very zig-zaggy, switch-backy trail heading
further up towards the amazing ridges and mountains.
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Views towards Elizabeth Pass |
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Proof I made it this far |
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Views |
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Views |
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Wildflowers and views |
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Views - Lone Pine Creek |
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Great Western Divide views |
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Views |
I was so tired from the uphill hike, I could
have fallen asleep in the meadow like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz poppy fields.
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Wildflower Meadows |
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Wildflower Meadow |
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Elizabeth Pass |
Diana’s blog and wonderful descriptions remind me that “The
flowers were really out in force, mostly profuse flags of pink penstemon,
interspersed with dark purple lupines; we were both happy campers. … The views,
flowers and geology were quite different.
Huge chunks of granite mountains, talus slopes at their base, Z shaped
valleys through which the trail we were on led, streams cascading down open
granite faces, stunning granite spires, perfect U shaped valleys carved out by
the immense forces of glaciers thousands of years ago, granite mountain tops
flattened into benches and falling into mountainsides peeling off the mountains
themselves like pieces of onion. And
looking up, up, up to the very peaks themselves. Wow.
Stunning.” Thank you, Diana for
letting me refer to part of your blog.
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Wildflowers and trail
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Shooting Star |
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We struggled back to Bearpaw (Diana – knee; me – hip) and
our delightful hot showers. Another delicious dinner of (thank you,
Diana for noting this in your blog) lasagna, salad, and butterflied charcoaled chicken breasts, followed by
cream puffs.
There was no campfire that
night; however, we lazily photographed marmots, and watched deer. Again we sat
out on the porch and watched the alpenglow of the setting sun tone down into the blue, blue blackness and stars of the night. A
beautiful trip.
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