“We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.” – John Muir
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Muir Trail Ranch took us in like a mother takes in her child, home from college. No questions asked and with plenty of food. When we awoke there in the morning, it was time to hit the hot springs; an extra hot bubbling sulfur spring nestled beneath the face of a granite range. Wading across the bone chilling river after departing the springs was true temperature therapy. My body was smiling.
We got our food resupply and sorted through it, leaving the leftovers to the hungry hikers standing around waiting for scraps like dogs around a banquet table. This was our last resupply until the finish.
There was no doubt we were deep in the mountains now. The rains had once again begun, but it was time to go. We dawned our rain gear and weighed our packs (mine weighing in at 46 lbs). It was time to go. We hiked on, had a beer each – a precious gift from a friendly ranch hand – and hiked right into Sequoia and Kings Canyon Wilderness.
It was a short hiking day, most of our time was spent on the resupply. 7.1 miles.
LIFE: REFORMATTED 