“You want to do what,” asked Lori at breakfast? “You do realize that hike is a 1,900 foot elevation gain! It will take us about seven hours.”
“This may sound silly to you, but, since my last trip to the Sierras I’m perfecting a technique that allows me to improve my pace while descending the mountain trails without falling . . .”
For our 24th anniversary we were drawn once again to the tranquility of the Yosemite Valley. Experiencing the National Parks - that’s what our vacations have become; exquisite solitude, exhilarating experiences, and the delight of re-discovery. Once we arrived, no set plans just go wherever nature leads you. This year, we arrived in Yosemite later than usual; the gold and crimson colors were clearly evident. The vibrant colors of fall tiptoed up the mountain walls. Early mornings, a slight mist hugged the valley floor, illuminated by a soft diffused light.
When you think of fall color, you often think of New England, its maples, beeches, and birch exploding with vibrant hues. However as photojournalist Mark Boster says, “Yosemite doesn’t demand your attention; it requests the honor of your presence.” I tend to agree.
The air was crisp, cool – many would say down right cold - clean with the fresh sent of wet pines carried on the breeze through the valley. Temperatures dropped into the 30s at night, with rain in the valley and snow on the peaks. Half Dome remained veiled in the clouds, making its first appearance on day four.
We reserved a tent cabin in Curry Village for our vacation home. As expected, the number of visitors’ minuscule, it may have been the rain, it may have been the lack of services, or it simply was off-season. Whatever the reason, this made for a quiet, and peaceful stay in the village. Our original plan was to hike the Panorama Trail from Glacier Point to Curry Village, an eight-mile trip. Foiled - due to the rain and snow - all shuttles to Glacier Point were canceled for our entire stay. It would be day five before the sun finally emerged.
“Well Lori, what do you think, after all that rain, wind, and snow are you up for the climb? The weather report is sunshine all day, and temperatures in the 50s.”
Without hesitation, “Let’s do this,” Lori says!
Our trek up the mountain began in a mist of rain about 8:00 a.m., fully prepared for any additional changes in weather we packed; rain gear, a sweater, drinking water, a hat, lunch, camera, and plenty of snacks. Within the first hour the sky cleared and the sun emerged. That entire day we enjoyed blue skies, puffy white clouds, clean fresh mountain air, and spectacular vistas. Early afternoon we arrived at the top on Nevada Falls, lunch, a brief rest, and we were ready to begin our trek down the mountain. Here was my opportunity to try my new technique of a controlled fall.
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| Lori on John Muir Trail |
As you begin your descent lengthen your stride; develop a rhythm as each foot comes forward the hand with the corresponding pole has extended in front of you at a 45 degree angle. Using the strap as your support hold the poles loosely as you place it discretely to the ground. Keep your wrists straight and pivot the next pole into position as you stride. This rhythm allows you to descend rather steep trails at an excellent pace. With practice you become totally absorbed in the rhythm and are making great time in the process.
Now, I know what your thinking, what about the views? When you come upon a spot that has a spectacular view you simply stop, relax and take in the panorama. Time in the mountains loses all meaning . . .
Now, I know what your thinking, what about the views? When you come upon a spot that has a spectacular view you simply stop, relax and take in the panorama. Time in the mountains loses all meaning . . .
“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.” - John Muir
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