I was so thrilled to see the southbound hiker coming my way. I was eager for any morsel of information about the upcoming trail condition.
“Hi!! What is the snow like on the other side of this pass?”
I crossed my fingers and hoped it would be clear of snow.
“It’s pretty snowy on the north face.”
He paused for a moment, and looked at me before adding, “Do you know how to ski?”
And, just like that, I entered the snowy wonderland of the Sierras. It is a place where the trail disappears and you are left with snowy, steep paths zig-zagging off the mountain.
Many moons and miles have passed since I last blogged. The latest section of the PCT has crossed 3 National Parks (Yosemite, King’s Canyon and Sequoia) and it has been remote with very little internet access.
We have crossed the desert, encountered snow in the high Sierra passes, climbed Mt Whitney, completed the John Muir Trail, and hiked across marshy mosquito-infested meadows.
It hasn’t been easy, but the sights and feelings of accomplishment has made it all worth it.
I am happy, alive, and tired.
Here are the sights of this amazing trail:
**Thanks to Estero, who taught me how to stop fearing the snow.