We woke up after Whitney and took our time leaving Crabtree Meadow. Not only was it a beautiful, peaceful to be, but the light rain from the previous day left us with a wet rainy that needed to be dried.
We had about 9.5 miles to Forrester Pass, the highest point on the PCT at 13,200 feet…or 2800 feet above us. It was a beautiful morjing, but as the melodramatic post title alludes too, it would not necessarily stay that way.
We stopped for lunch next to a beautiful rushing stream that flowed like a natural waterside on top of polished granite. The sun was shining and it was 65 degrees, but ahead the sky had begun to darken noticeably.
As we got within a couple miles and continued to climb, Dippin’ Dotz size hail began to fall.
It was a crazy experience. Wintry mix falling, temps dropping and the wall loomed ahead of us. We passed frozen lakes and walked on ice bridges over rushing creeks, laughing at the absurdity of it all. We saw the weather, but knew it was doable and started up the final 1000 feet of ascent.
The other side of the pass offered 10 feet of visibility and was entirely covered in snow. We picked our way down sliding and hiking for a couple thousand feet as we entered King’s Canyon National Park. As we got lower, rain began and this would stay with us the next three hours into camp.
After hastily setting up our tent and trying to keep it dry, we finally got comfortable and relaxed a hit after a very cold, wet and fantastic day. Going over Forrester Pass in those conditions are one of the reasons we are here and a big reason why most people would not want to be. For us, however, this was probably the best day so far on the trail.
The next morning, we packed our wet things up, knowing we were heading into town on T-Rex’s birthday! We had 1.5 miles of trail and 8.5 miles of a side trail up and over Kearsarge Pass to catch a hitch into Bishop. The side trail was breathtaking, passing several lakes, with huge mountain views.
We are now about to leave Bishop and head back to the trail after a day off for birthdays, resupply and letting weather blow over. We have a tough, but amazing stretch coming up, 120 miles to Mammoth Lakes, with at least one pass a day. More updates in a week!