In September of 2000, Janet and I hiked the High Sierra Trail for 72 miles through the Sequoia National Forest. We began our hike at the trailhead at Crescent Meadow, the trail heading East, and ended at Whitney Portal. On the last day of the hike, we climbed Mount Whitney. At 14,494 feet, it is the highest peak in the 48 contiguous United States. The trip took five days through some of the most fantastic scenery we have ever seen. We rarely saw a soul. The skies were completely clear, never saw a cloud. On two nights, it got below freezing, lots of hoar frost inside the tent and frozen water bottles. Except for the beginning at 6000 feet, the climbing was between 8000 and 11,000 feet. We reached 11,000 feet several times before getting to Whitney, and as a result, were extremely well acclimated. We did really well, passing everybody on the trail, including a couple of guys puking. We thought we were hot shit until some guy passed us actually RUNNING. We weren’t even out of breath when we reached the top.
Looking back on the trail at the center of the picture,
the light line running almost horizontal across the face of the slope.
Coneheads camp at Junction Meadow, where the High Sierra and John Muir Trails meet. The temperature dipped down to 27 degrees this night.
Hamilton Gorge
Chagoopa Plateau
Looking back into Kern Canyon, whence we came. This valley
was formed originally by a glacier.
Mirror Lake
Looking back into Kern Canyon, whence we came. This valley
was formed originally by a glacier.
Found a concrete hot tub with spring fed hot water, a surreal find and a must if you hike this trail
Leaving Guitar Lake, our last campsite, early morning on summit day.
Precipice Lake, favorite of Ansel Adams
Breakfast afterward, nice pancake.
