Memories from June 9
Today was a pretty uneventful 10 or 11 miles over Pinchot Pass. I left early and had the trail to myself it was fun getting to use map and compass since no one was around to pull out a GPS. Significant portions of the trail were under snow but Mt Wynne was a pretty unambiguous landmark. I would frequently look around and as I was beginning to settle on a route, notice tracks in the distance or a fragment of the trail. At the top of Pinchot Pass I waited for an little over an hour as about half of the group showed up. After confirming the day’s destination with Chamile, I headed down to the South Fork of the Kings River. There were a number of wet-foot stream crossings and I wasn’t in the mood for wet shoes. I bought mine thinking they would dry quickly but that hasn’t been the case so I wound up hiking at a leisurely pace in flip flops.
Pictures from the hike to the base of the pass.
Pinchot Pass is at the first bit if snow after the rock ridge on the left.
Some of the nearby rock was a strong red.
Looking back down the valley from part way up.
Rip Snorter climbing up the last bit of snow to crest the pass.
Looking north east from the pass. The route down follows to the right of those lakes.
Part way down.
A make-up photo since I forgot to take one at the top.
Farther down the valley.
Looking up stream from one of the crossings.
I got in with plenty of daylight and so took a bath in the stream and sun and did laundry.
Our camp is just across a stream and one person pitched their tent on the wrong side. Three people carried the tent, with all the belongings inside across the stream.