Memories from June 1
Kennedy Meadows is called the gateway to the Sierra. Today I finally stepped through that gateway. After using the phone at Grumpy Bear, the local restaurant, to touch base with friends I’ll be meeting in the Sierras, I set off with Flapjack and Hiccup. Here’s a departing shot from the Kennedy Meadows General Store which serves as home base for most hikers laying over there.
All packed up and ready to go. I have 12 days of food. 10 in a bear can. After that I stuffed the mesh outer pocket and underside of the hood with everything I could fit and called it two days of food.
First stop was at the South fork of the Kern River. It was early afternoon so we spent twoish hours staying cool. Of course being in the water doesn’t prevent some people from writing blog entries or whatever Wrong Way is up to here.
As the trail started to wind slowly upwards it was obvious that we weren’t in the desert any more.
Flapjack spotted a strange cloud. We debated if it was a fire and decided not.
It’s surprising how sharp the edges of burn areas are. Wildfires seem to be very arbitrary in what they decide to incinerate and what they decide to avoid.
Beck’s Meadow was amazing by sunset. New favorite sight of the trip.
After Beck’s Meadow wasn’t too shabby either. Sunset + Sierras is like cheating at a beauty contest.
Just about everything today has been more beautiful than the entire rest of the trip save for some really unique areas.
I cowboy camped on a sandbar next to another crossing of the south fork of the Kern River.
Today was fantastic.