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High Sierra

Whitney Meadow at dusk, Golden Trout Wilderness.

Me walking through Whitney Meadow at dusk in the Golden Trout Wilderness.

Over the Memorial Day weekend I took my first backcountry trip through the eastern side of the Southern Sierra. Over three days and 32 triumphant miles, I zig-zagged through the tree line on granite passes in the Golden Trout Wilderness.

This trip was full of “firsts” for me, from my first 22-mile day hike above 10,000 feet to my first sightings of a porcupine and yellow-bellied marmots in the wild. There is something so humbling about getting back to basics: finding a comfortable (i.e. flat) spot to sleep at night; filtering water from lakes and stream; navigating over all-terrain with a compass by sunlight and even starlight.

Maybe it was the uninterrupted outside time, the unbelievable scenic views, or just the thin air going to my head, but I left with crazy notions of starting a food-dehyration business catering to backpackers, carving out more time in my life for the simple practice of walking, and a need to return to the mountains as soon as I can.

Chicken Springs Lake is pretty easy on the eyes, if you ask me.

Chicken Springs Lake is pretty easy on the eyes, if you ask me.

As John Muir insightfully said, “The mountains are calling and I must go.”

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