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Country: United States
Begins: May 5, 2010
Date: Mon, Jun 28th, 2010
Start: Lyell Canyon (934.8)
End: A creek above Cold Canyon (954.0)
Daily Distance: 19.2
Trip Distance: 995.4
Entry Visits: 896
Journal Visits: 151,394
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Guestbook Entrys: 179
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Empty Glen Aulin
The day could not have started better than with a flat walk through heavenly Lyell Canyon. Dare Devil talked religion while I mostly listened. She's a devout Christian while I'm a non-devout hippy Transcendentalist. She'll make an excellent missionary. I, on the hand, still have an open mind on all religions. I think each of these different religions have something good to teach. However, choosing and committing to one religion seems to go against my being open-minded. I suppose when the end of my life comes and I find out the "truth", I'll just have to bring my lawyer. That is, if they're allowed up there.
By mid-morning, Dare Devil and I reached Tuolumne Meadows, where there is a small store, smaller post office, and even smaller grill-type restaurant. The store opened only three days ago. It usually opens several weeks earlier but the large snowfall this year pushed back the opening date. The post office was just opening today and the grill was still closed and supposedly opening tomorrow.
Dare Devil and I purchased the makings for some sandwiches. Soon Shroomer, Mango, Smiles, Lil' Engine, and Plain Slice arrived and we all gathered together at a picnic bench for a good ole fashion hiker trash feast. We shared the makings for sanwiches, along with fruit, chips, and pickles. We ate, talked, and laughed at how much we enjoyed the feast. Mango topped it off by buying four pints of Hagan Daas ice cream for the group. Plain Slice started "For he's a jolly good fellow" and we all joined in.
Everyone was planning to camp the night at the Tuolumne Meadows campground, while I planned to head a little further down the trail. At the store I bought enough food that should get me to Tahoe, about 8 days away. My pack weighed around 35 pounds without water, nearly the maximum of this trip.
I shouldered my heavy pack and headed down towards popular but now empty Glen Aulin. Along the trail was a series of incredibly powerful waterfalls and white water rapids. They were so loud you could not hold a conversation. The water demanded your attention and once it had it, you were mesmerized by it's thunderous power.
Past Glen Aulin, the mosquitoes came out to play. A Northern Goshawk flew within the forest, fortunately without incident. I soon met two other thruhikers, Stick and Transient. Stick lives in Lancaster while Transients resides in Toronto. I'm now camped with them next to a bubbling creek. In this Yosemite backcountry, we seem to be the only ones within miles.
The Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) is a 2,650-mile national scenic trail that runs from Mexico to Canada through California, Oregon and Washington. The PCT traverses 24 national forests, 37 wilderness areas and 7 national parks. The PCT passes through 6 out of 7 of North Americas ecozones. Learn more: www.pcta.org