Yes, it's true. I am relaxing for a moment. Shopping is done. We've bought a lot of fresh food to eat for the next two days since our next stop, Tuolemne, is so close and because of DG's aversion to dehydrated food and assorted snacky foods. We will be eating out with five other hikers tonight at a condo they have rented (Princess, Mr, Sandals, Gretchen, Glitter, and Hawg). These are people we have been hiking with on and off for a month. Princess is the oncologist who was scared by the gun wielding ATV hooligan at Kennedy Meadows. Her boyfriend, Mr. Sandals has been taking Ibuprofen everyday since the start. He has a severely pronated foot. Gretchen refuses all nick names given to her but DG and TC call her Blessed. She has incredibly good "luck ". Hawg is our age and ending his hike at Tahoe because that's the time allotment given to him by his wife. We will be eating chilli, salad, bread and dessert. Dessert is what DG and TC are responsible for- they're taking chocolate cream puffs from the local bakery.
Some animal updates for you. While traveling over snow we have sighted pikas. Normally we just hear them and not see them because they are so well camouflaged. On the white snow their brown bodies stand out nicely. They look like small, underweight guinea pigs. They are slightly bigger than a chipmunk. DG also saw two small birds running across the ice on a frozen lake. They were running without taking off, as though they were playing, perhaps even sliding. It looked unusual for sure. Birds having fun on the ice. DG also saw a small frog retreat into a hole by the side of the trail. There was frog song in the air but this frog seemed to reside in a hole by the trail.
Chem-trail update : DG has not see any chem trails since Tehachapi. There are no chem trails in the Sierra. There are very few populated areas in the Sierra. Hmmm....
Cheers for now. We might be ready for more hiking...if not, we will continue hiking anyway. That is the way of IT.
You didn't mention whether the pikas or often called "Little Chief Hare" had their usual complement of tiny ice axes and Alpine hats with feathers.
ReplyDeleteCleve McCarty & I had a running tale about them marching along Broadway on Long's
Peak singing a jolly hiking song.
Oh, for the good old days! Love to you both, Dad
Adorable!
ReplyDeleteI miss your usual blogs - looking for one from Tuolomne Meadows. You commented on a frog zipping into a hole by the trail --- sorry you didn't post a picture of Him? -- Her?. Keep up the good work --- Love, Dad
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