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Photos from some of our 2014 hikes.  Above: Echo Peaks from Echo Lake, in the heart of Yosemite's high country.  As always, if you click on the photos, they will take you to our trip photo logs on Picasa.
 
M in the meadow of Carson-Iceberg Wilderness
m enjoying a hike through a meadow on Disaster Creek. ©http://backpackthesierra.com


 
and below, Leopold Lake at sunset in the Emigrant Wilderness 

Perfect reflections  ©http://backpackthesierra.com
 

And then West Lake in the Hoover Wilderness, below.

 
Nice shot, huh?     ©http://backpackthesierra.com

Ebbetts Pass

posted Jul 1, 2015, 2:56 PM by Paul Wagner

This last weekend marked the 20th annual company campout for our team.  We close the office for a couple of days, and take everyone out into the woods for a few days of R&R, teambuilding, and mainly just having fun in the mountains.

Down canyon  ©http://backpackthesierra.com
This year we chose Lake Alpine.  In keeping with our tradition, we were just a little too close to a large forest fire to be completely comfortable, but in the end the fire was under control by the second day of our campout, thanks to hard work by the firefighters and a little rain.

Did we have fun?  We had a great time.  We did a couple of really nice hikes:  A shuttle hike from Sandy Meadow Trailhead to Woodchuck trailhead, and then a rougher day-hike down the Mokelumne River to Deer Creek and back. 

We ate and drank like kings, and fortunes were won and lost at the gaming tables.

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We are now all back in the office.  sigh. 



Mosquito at 11 o'clock!

posted Jun 24, 2015, 10:06 AM by Paul Wagner

The lake and reflections ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
In mid-June at 10,200 feet, Roosevelt Lake was a wonderland.  And it was also wondrously full of close encounters of the flying kind.  The mosquitoes were so bad that we were not only wearing insect repellent, we were also fully clad in headnets. 
Yep--it was a buggy trip~! Here we are modelling the latest in designer headwear on the North Fork of the Kings River. But the flowers were stunning, the place was amazing...and thanks to the bugs, we saw a total of 14 people in five days.©http://backpackthesierra.com

And after enjoying a stunning sunset and the alpenglow on the peaks, we were ready to escape the bugs in the safety of our tent.  We nimbly ducked through the mosquito netting and zipped it up quickly and carefully behind us. 

P settled into his bag and closed his eyes.  It had been a long day of off-trail hiking, and he was ready to sleep.   M was soon to follow, and there was a wonderful stillness in the tent as she lay down to rest. 

And then she sat up again.  

"There's a mosquito in the tent!" she cried.   

P tried to rest as she pulled out her headlamp and started scanning the tent for the offending skeeter. As he opened his eyes, P saw the beam of the headlamp slowly panning across the ceiling of the tent without success. 

the last rays of sun '©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
He surrendered, and pulled out his own headlamp and added it to the search pattern.  Quietly, out of the side of his mouth, he began to make the slow, mournful siren of the air raid horns from London in the Second World War.  The searchlights continued to pan across the ceiling in a random pattern.

"There it is!" M called out as she took a swipe at the MO-109 flying mosquito.  She missed. 

Again the lights searched the sky.  Again the air raid siren wailed to life. 

"Got it!"  she said happily, as the bug got squished against the netting and fell slowly out of the sky.  We only missed the sound effects of the tailspin as it went down. 

The searchlights went off.  The siren signaled the all clear.  And we settled in for a quiet night's sleep, protected against the enemy by a thin wall of gauze.

We got some route advice on our last trip...

posted Jun 23, 2015, 8:37 AM by Paul Wagner

This from our daughter...

Staying Found

posted Jun 22, 2015, 8:36 AM by Paul Wagner   [ updated ]

A few people have asked us how we find our way when we leave the trail and hike cross-country in the Sierra.  It’s not that hard, but you do need to pay a little attention.  While we sometimes are not sure exactly where we are, we are always careful to remember how we got there---and so we can always find our way back out again!

On this last trip, we began by following Conness Creek up the canyon out of Glen Aulin.  If you look at a map, you can see that there are three creeks that come together to join the Tuolumne River near Glen Aulin, all from the north side.  But Conness Creek is the furthest south, so we stayed to the right (south) side of the creeks for a while to make sure we didn’t follow the wrong one.

And this--our first landmark up the creek ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.comThen it was a question of figuring out how far up the canyon we were hiking. We normally figure that we hike about one mile per hour off trail.  That’s slower than usual, because we’re often looking for the best route through the trees, rocks, and brush that we meet along the way.  So we hiked for a couple of hours and estimated (navigators call this “dead reckoning,” after deduced reckoning) that we were about two miles up the canyon. 

From there we began to look for the large ridge on the north side of Conness Creek which would confirm our dead reckoning position.  We found that by looking between the trees in the more open spots along the creek.  Then we crossed the creek to make sure that we didn’t miss our next key landmark—the smaller tributary that enters Conness Creek from the north.  We found it, right on schedule, and followed it up the small canyon and notch that we saw on the map. 

At that point things got a lot easier, as we started to climb above treeline, where you can see where you are!  We climbed up onto the ridge above Roosevelt Lake and it was clear from there that the lake was dead ahead, down in the valley at the foot of Mt. Conness.  And it was.

And there's Mt Conness ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
 

The next day we wanted to exit the lake on the east side, because the west side is so steep going into the canyon (that’s why we took the route that we took to the lake in the first place.)  So we looked on the map and saw exactly where Upper Young Lake is in the cirque of ridges across the way, and took a compass reading (150) for that direction.  We also tried to keep a notch in the cirque in view as we descended into the canyon.   

But we also knew that we would not be able to see much ahead of us once we started to climb the other side.  That’s why we also took a compass bearing behind on a peak---and kept that peak at 330 as we ascended the canyon on the south side.  The result was that we hit Upper Young Lake dead center.

And clouds of mosquitoes, too. ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

When it was time to hike down to the lower lakes, we first followed the use trail.  But it was so steep, muddy, and slippery that we quickly abandoned it.  By looking at our map, we saw that the terrain was much more gentle just fifty yards to the north.  So we hiked over there, came down the easier gradient, and joined the use trail at Middle Young Lake.  From there it was simple to follow the use trail to Lower Young Lake…and eventually to the maintained trail back to Tuolumne Meadows.

 

None of this seems hard on paper, and it really isn’t.  But we did check our position frequently as we hiked, and we were always sure exactly how to get back to Glen Aulin if the whole thing went wrong.

 

The whole story--our recent trip in Yosemite

posted Jun 21, 2015, 10:19 AM by Paul Wagner   [ updated ]

We arrived in Yosemite on Sunday evening and were amazed to find campsites available at Porcupine Flat.  In fact, the campground was more than half empty all night…and they had spaces at the Tuolumne Meadows campground as well.  It's hard to imagine that the park would be that open in the middle of summer! 

Tuolumne Falls ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
We grabbed some breakfast for the next morning at the store, and picked up bite for dinner at the grill and took it back to the campground and spent a quiet but cold night there.  Down in the little Porcupine Creek valley, the cold air sinks down and the temperature was in the low 30’s…

 

Day one:  After leaving the rest of our food and smelly goods in a bear box at the Cathedral Lake trailhead, we parked just up the road from Pothole Dome and took the use trail for an easy hike to Glen Aulin.  We were delighted to see three coyotes on patrol working their way down the river on the far shore…and charmed to meet the Glen Aulin camp manager on her hike back to work, after she’d watched the Warriors win game five. 

 

Glen Aulin wasn’t open for business yet (it was supposed to open the coming Friday) but there were still some campers in the backpackers campground.  We had a nice chat with two older ladies who had set up their tent there and were dayhiking out of Glen Aulin.  Really nice people.

Deep green pool. We saw fish, but nothing too big ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

 

We wanted to make sure that we got started up the right canyon from Glen Aulin (not Cold Canyon or Alkali Canyon) so we stayed on the right side of the creek this afternoon.  It wasn’t bad going, but as we were off trail, we had to continually choose our route through the trees, rocks, and occasional deadfalls.  We found the best route usually was from fifty to 150 feet from the creek….but we ranged from right along the shore to well up on the hillside. 

 

The one bit of navigation that was complicated was that the first big ridge to the north of the creek shows trees on the topo map, but it was clearly a bald granite dome.  It was only after we saw the second granite ridge that we were sure of our exact progress. 

 

After a couple of hours of bushwhacking along the creek, we called it a day.  Found a nice campsite perched over the creek, and enjoyed rinsing most of the crud from the trail off our feet.  P caught quite a few trout in the small pools here.  Mostly brookies, but a few rainbows.  Nothing over 8 inches, although we did see a few larger trout on the hike.  They were well protected, down in a gorge and hanging out behind a huge rock.  There was no way to cast to them!

 

That night it was pleasant to see that the skeeters weren’t too bad.  But down in the canyon, the temperature was around 35, and we slept closed up tightly in our bags. 

This part was a joy to hike ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

 

 

Day two.  We had a lazy start today, and then kept up the creek, staying on the right hand side and trying to sight landmarks.  We made it up well past the second ridge on the north, and decided to cross the creek for two reasons.  One is that the terrain looked easier over there.  The other one was that our next landmark was a smaller tributary creek coming in from that side….and this way we couldn’t miss it. 

The hike this day was really beautiful.  Conness Creek is full of deep pools, cascades and slabs of granite covered by rushing water.  We found the smaller stream with no trouble, and followed it up to the left.  This was a bit steeper, but really very easy going, with lots of open space between trees and rocks.  It was easy to find the notch we needed to get up on the plateau west of Roosevelt Lake, and we hiked straight up the little valley there.  As it opened up, the views became spectacular, with Mt. Hoffman, Half Dome, Cathedral Peak all visible. 

P loving it ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
We made a small miscalculation and climbed out of this little valley a bit too soon.  It gave us great views, but made the approach to Roosevelt Lake more complicated.  This was about a mile of big open pink granite…and we finally called a halt and ate lunch up there. 

When you approach Roosevelt from this side, there are two good options: either follow that little valley all the way to the top, and then descend down to a point well past the middle of the lake; or head down right away to the outlet.  We did neither.  We tried to aim at the island in the lake, and found ourselves repeatedly cliffed out.  It took us about 30 minutes longer than it should have to get down to the lake this way.  Be warned.

The lake gets dramatic ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
 

Campsites at Roosevelt Lake are problematic.  There are no trees, so don't bring a hammock.  The West side was green and lush, with a few big rock formations to serve as windbreaks (it was really breezy) but it was also absolutely mosquito ridden.  We dropped our packs and started to wander around.  After a while, we decided to see what life was like on the other side of the outlet stream.  The East side was drier, a bit breezier, and with fewer bugs.  Guess where we camped? 

We met three dayhikers who had hiked over from Young Lakes here, and shared a few stories.

Ragged Peak ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
 

The real attraction of this lake is the views (especially as there are no longer any fish in the lake---and there appears to be a net across it right at the island…).  You can see Conness as a staggering tower overhead, with Sheep Peak on one side, the south ridge of Conness to the southeast, and Ragged Peak and its cirque to the south.  We rinsed off in the outlet stream, noting that there was a snowback still there, melting in the shallows, to give the water just the right amount of chill.  And after a dinner eaten in headnets for the bugs, we wandered around, took a few photos of the sunset, and called it a night. It was a great show at sunset...and because we were on the East side of the lake, we had light (and warmth) longer at the end of the day. After a day and a half of cross-country hiking, we were ready for rest. 

Conness ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

And then in the middle of the night, a group of three or four coyotes exploded into a howling concert.  At 1:30 a.m., it sounded as if they were right outside the tent, but we suspect they were on the other side of the outlet stream.  Really wonderful.

There is very little wildlife at Roosevelt Lake.  As noted, there are no fish. There are plenty of marmots and Belding squirrels, pikas, one or two birds, and two lonely seagulls.  Since there are few trees, it’s not surprising the birds were headed elsewhere. 

 

It was cold again that night, with the condensation on the tent turned to ice by morning.  So that added a few minutes to our prep time. But the stars were stunning, the Milky Way popped out of the sky and the dark channels were amazing. 

 

Day Three:  Roosevelt Lake to Young Lakes.  This was a piece of cake.  The next morning we had an easy hike down over the edge of Conness Canyon.  I took reciprocal hearings on both the ridge ahead and Sheeps Peak, so that we could stay on track.  But it wasn’t hard.  Heading down, we kept the notch in the ridge east of Ragged Peak dead ahead.  Once across the creek, we couldn't see anything ahead, but kept a point of Sheep Peak at 330 behind us.  And we hit the Upper Lake dead center.  

A small tarn at the top of the ridge, and another view of Ragged Peak ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

 

What a beautiful spot.  Glorious lake, surrounded by a well-tended lawn and clouds of pink flowers.  And pestilential mosquitoes.  There is a reason nobody was camped there.  They were the worst on the trip by far, and rated as bad as mosquitoes can be.  We could not help but breathe some of them in, they were so thick.  The headnets went on, and after a quick and early lunch, P tried fishing for 45 minutes, and then we ran for our lives. It would not be this bad at the other lakes. 

 

The use trail to Middle Young Lake was really steep, rough, muddy, slippery...and M refused to take it.  So we took a saner route along the ridge just to the North.  Easy peasy, and it dropped us right into the lake shore just a few yards past where the use trail comes off the cliff. Middle Young Lake was grassy, with some nice views, no people, and the bugs weren't quite so bad...they were only horrible.  We kept going.  

 

Ragged Peak ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

Although it may sound like Goldilocks, Lower Young Lake was the best of all.  We set up camp on the sandy ridge to the northwest of the lake, nestling our small grey tent in among a cluster of small trees.  That was a mistake.  Nobody saw us there, and by nightfall we had found other groups camping near us, including two who were within 75 feet.  The rest of the lake was empty, except for one group of young men on the far side.  Crazy. 

 

There was also more trash than we’d like to see here.  We counted three half-eaten apples slowly desiccating in the sun, a fishing float, lots of micro-trash, some used TP in the rocks, and somebody left behind an entire rain fly on a rock.  We asked everyone about it…then toted it back to the visitor center in Tuolumne Meadows. 

 

The skeeters were really better here.  Sure, we put on our headnets at times, but only when we were stationary for a while.  P fished for 90 minutes and caught at least ten really nice brook trout, all pushing a foot long.  M took the camera and tried to capture some of the beauty. 

 

After dinner, we went on a short stroll to see the views, and were stunned to see the surface of the lake literally jumping with fish.  It was like watching popcorn pop.  At one point M counted 75 rings on the surface in just one small section of the lake.  What fun!

MT Lyell is there... ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

 

We then climbed into the tent for a night’s sleep.  This had been a pretty easy day, and we now had visions of hamburgers dancing in our heads for tomorrow.  Temps here were warmer by a few degrees, and we think the difference in elevation also affected the mosquitoes, since there were fewer in Conness Canyon and here.  Below 10,000 feet seemed to make a difference.

 

The last day we were out on the trail a bit earlier, leaving everyone else there pretty much asleep. The hike out via Dog Lake is just wonderful, and we love the section across the shoulder of Ragged Peak, where the high peaks of Yosemite are all on parade as you hike across the alpine meadow. 

Yep. A damn nice walk in the woods. ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

 

Suddenly we were back in among the crowds, and it made for a different kind of walk for the last couple of miles.  After seeing only three people in two and half days off trail, we were now meeting someone every five minutes.  We ate lunch outside the visitors center at Tuolumne Meadows, and then hiked the quick two miles back to our car. 

 

We stopped to take a couple of quick photos in the meadows, climbed into the car, and began to plan our next trip. 

Here's the usual Picasa link to the rest of the photos and captions:



We're Back!

posted Jun 20, 2015, 7:56 AM by Paul Wagner

We're just back from a lovely four-day hike through Conness Canyon to Roosevelt Lake to the north of Yosemite's Tuolumne Meadows.  We'll post a complete trip report in a day or so....but here are a few photos, and a link to our Picasa pages to get you started.  And while we had some cold temperatures and loads of mosquitoes, it was a wonderful trip that we'd do again in a heartbeat.


Tuolumne Falls ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
And down the creek towards Ragged Peak, over Lower Young Lake. ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

The lake ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com
And the postcard views ©http://ba​ckpackthes​ierra.com

Fire!

posted Jun 12, 2015, 9:50 AM by Paul Wagner

If you read this blog much, you'll know that we are not big fans of campfires in the backcountry.  While P is a real pro at building small cooking fires in campgrounds, he doesn't like the fact that it takes forever for one of these fires to burn itself out---and he'd rather go to sleep at night than stay up for hours making sure the fire is out.

And making sure the first is out is the first thing you need to consider when you build a fire.

That said, we loved this story about campfire shape in today's Yahoo news.  It concludes that the best shape for a campfire is a perfect isosceles triangle, where the base is the same length as the sides of the pyramid.  P already knew this--although it may also be because that's the easiest shape to build anyway.

Here's the full story, complete with diagrams and academic verification:



Love on the Trail

posted Jun 11, 2015, 8:19 AM by Paul Wagner

We participate in quite a few of the on-line message board forums for backpackers.  (You can find some of those in our links section.)  

A recent conversation on one of those boards focused on those of us who are lucky enough to have hiking partners who are also partners in the rest of our lives.  That discussion included a link from a woman who calls herself Cumberland Gal and posts about her adventures, and misadventures, hiking in that area. 

We found ourselves chuckling out loud as we read her stories. 

Here's a link to her blog post that we liked.  Enjoy the read:

Tent City

posted Jun 1, 2015, 10:18 AM by Paul Wagner   [ updated Jun 2, 2015, 11:28 AM ]

We've had quite a few questions over the past few years about the tents that P made for us.  And a recent email even asked us for the pattern.  So here is what P wrote in response:

I am sorry, but I don't have a pattern for that tent, or for the previous one. (If you look closely, you can tell that, because there are all kinds of small problems with it that wouldn't be there if I had used any kind of pattern!)

 The other view ©http://backpackthesierra.com
But I can describe more or less how I got there.  I started with a big chunk of some waterproof nylon material.  I rolled it out on the ground and measured off about how much I needed for the floor of the tent.  About 7 or 7.5 feet?  Maybe a bit more. Then I kept rolling it out, until that same single piece of material was long enough to fold right back over the floor to become the top.  I left it plenty long, so I would guess that the total was close to 16 feet long.  That's the tent.  If it were a one-man tent, that would be enough.  But since it was for two of us, and the material was only 54 inches wide, I added a little bit of material to make eaves around the head, or higher end of the tent.
 
Then I sewed triangles of the same nylon between the floor and roof to close in the foot of the tent.  And then I added in the mosquito netting (I just bought a mosquito shelter at a local hunting and fishing store, then cut it up along the seams for my use) to fill in the sides and the head of the tent.  A zipper in each corner and across the floor makes access easy for either side.  And I added reinforcement for the grommets where I attach the guy lines in each corner. 
I sealed all the seams, and that worked perfectly.  
 
I also built a not great, but functional, pocket in the eaves where we put the ends of the hiking/tent poles.  Without those pockets the poles tended to move around and eventually fall down---which is why I set the tent up in our backyard and played with it a bit before we ever took it hiking! I also learned that the eaves weren't cut and sewn right, so I took in a little material there to give it a tighter fit. 

 .  Our campsite, finally. New tent on display ©http://backpackthesierra.com
What I learned from my experiences on this tent: 
 
Four guy lines are great, but I should probably have two more to pull the sides out a little more, and tauten everything up. But it would require more tent stakes and more lines...and thus more weight. This one weighs less than a pound!
 
I thought about putting poles at the foot as well, to hold things up ( I did have poles at both ends with my older tent) but it would have formed a nice bowl or pocket for rain and snow to collect. So I nixed that one. As it is, the foot is a little bit low if you stake it right to the ground as designed. It works better if you can find trees or rocks to hold the foot guys up a little more. What I didn't like about the old tent was the pole right in the middle---exactly where you enter and exit the tent. 
Our camp---and a few shots of the tent I designed and made. It weighs a little over three pounds, and is both water and insect proof!©http://backpackthesierra.com
 
The last tent we had used Velcro to close the entrances. Every time we packed up the tent, the Velcro caught on the mosquito netting, and eventually ate holes in it.  This time I used a zipper. 
 
You'll want to hike with someone who uses hiking poles, or there is no way to hold this tent up.  But in a strong wind a few trips ago, we learned that we could lower the adjustable poles, tighten up the guy lines, and the tent became less roomy, but very stable in high winds. You'll want to pitch this tent with the foot towards the wind....but you do that with most tents anyway. 
 
The lower photos are of the previous tent I made...still serviceable after about five solid years of backpacking:
 With only one other group, on the other side of the lake..©http://backpackthesierra.com

 
We didn't use the hiking poles for that one, but made two small poles, one for each end. Basic structure is the same, with the floor and roof all one piece. We added an extra section around this one as well...and filled in between the floor and roof with mosquito netting. 
 
The new one uses lighter material and no poles, so it's about 9 oz. lighter. And it has a higher roof because M wanted more space.  

Starting out right

posted May 28, 2015, 9:45 AM by Paul Wagner   [ updated May 28, 2015, 3:28 PM ]

We recently got this note from a reader of our blog:

My middle son (12) has become interested in backpacking after reading a book about the AT.

We've done a lot of day hikes and a few multi-nighters with their grand father on a horse pack (he likes to fish but can't walk up the mountain any more)

I found your site last night researching multi day hikes in California and have very much enjoyed the calm practical advice. 

Thanks very much for taking the time to post your advice and experiences. 

Tom M

How nice is that?  We were enchanted.  And so we asked for photos.  And Tom delivered:

 

We can hardly wait to meet this crew out on the trail!

Here's picture of P at about the same age...

 

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