McGee Canyon TR
Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 7:52 pm
I'll start by saying I'm new to hiking in the Eastern Sierra, I'm used to the greater Tahoe Basin, as I live in Roseville, Ca. As far as the Eastern Sierra's go, I've hiked from Agnew Meadows up the river trail to Thousand Island Lake and back on the High trail, and to Lake Ediza from Agnew on a different day, both trips taking place last summer. I was already acclimated when I did both these trips, and had no issues whatsoever on them. Hiking in Tahoe, as everyone knows, is all under 10000ft, mostly around 7500-9000ft on average, with some of the peaks reaching around or are barely over 10000ft. I went with two friends and my buddy's dog, neither of which have been to the Eastern Sierra, though we are experienced in Tahoe. With that background info, here is TR, albeit embarrassing.
At 7am, we met at Wes's house and headed off for the hwy 50>89>88>395 route towards bishop. Due to some traffic in Folsom and on 89, our trip was 6.5hours to Bishop instead of 5.5. We picked up our permits in Bishop and took our 30 minute drive back up 395 to the McGee Creek rd.
We started the hike into the beautiful McGee Canyon (which I hiked two miles into last summer) around 3:30pm.
Everything was fine and dandy up until about 8500ft, two miles into the trail, when the skeetz showed up. They were moderate at first, but soon turned into a pretty heavy swarm. There were no breaks in them for the next 4 miles. We didn't acclimate the night before, which was taking a toll on Andrew and I, though Wes was holding up ok. Once we ascended the last set of switchbacks, reaching 10000ft, I could not go on, realizing that I just worked my way into minor altitude sickness (at least I think. symptoms= disorientation, nausea, headache, fatigue).
We set up camp at the vast meadow which is immediate after the last set of switchbacks, where the swarm was even headier. I didn't eat dinner, we were low on water and I wasn't going to be doing anything else besides laying there. I brought the water filter, and for that reason Andrew didn't bring his. Wes used it to filter the water from a bottle of snowmelt he collected and then he and Andrew headed off to the stream nearby to filter some more water. Due to myself being disoriented, I forgot to tell them to put the debris filter on it, and they had never used my filter. After they collected a liter and a half of water, small pebbles soon got clogged in the pump part of the filter destroying a washer and a complex valve (its an MSR sweetwater). We had 400ml of water per person for the night. No one slept well, with the 3 of us probably only getting 3-4 hours of sleep. The skeetz didn't die down until 30-60 minutes after there was no light left in the sky.
In the morning, before the sun rose, as soon as there was the faintest light in the sky, the skeetz woke back up, making any trips outside the tent a royal pain. After the sun rose, feeling good enough to walk around, I attempted to filter more water at the stream near camp, too no avail, the filter was done, no suction. Andrew decided at that point that we had no choice but to drink unfiltered snowmelt. This stream was coming directly from the snowmelt on the mountain next to the meadow. It was fresh and moving very fast through rock bead, not dirt, coming directly from the peak next to the meadow (albeit carrying a decent amount of iron). It was highly unlikely that any animals had contaminated it. He said that his Dad drank unfiltered snowmelt for 20 years while backpacking without any problems (not that you ever should), given you pick a smart source. With no other options (no water= no hiking, and there were no other campers in the area) we filled up on snowmelt (2 liters each), cooked breakfast and packed up camp a day early. We decided to hike to Big McGee lake, which we meant to camp at before heading out a day early. At this point I was feeling a bit better, better enough to walk 2 miles with no gear.
We camped in this meadow
Our hike to the lake
Andrews Hat, should have taken more pictures of the skeetz, never thought about it though. His back would have 20-40 skeetz on it at any given time on this short hike
As close to the lake as we would get
but fed up and anxious to get home we headed back to camp, grabbed some quick food and headed back down the trail at 11:50am. There would be skeetz for the next 4 miles, as there were on the way up. As we descended in elevation to about 9000ft I felt pretty much fully recovered albeit tired and sick of skeetz. We would get to the truck at 3:30pm and headed back on our long 5 hour drive.
Lesson's learned:
1. ACCLIMATE when backpacking above 9000ft
2. Don't hike in the early season swarm
3. Don't hike in the early season swarm on a wet year
4. Bring more than one water filter. What happened shouldn't have happened, and wouldn't have if I wasn't disoriented, stuff happens.
Full set from this trip, at least it yielded a few good shots.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/17893090@N ... 348923371/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;
EDIT: I'd like to add that I had dreams about being swarmed by mosquitoes last night, and I just found out that Andrew did too. Pretty crazy stuff!
I'm also not sure whether to rate this a 4 or a 5 or skeeters. If you stopped moving for over a minute, yes 100 would land on you, if your moving, anywhere from 20-40 are on your clothes.
At 7am, we met at Wes's house and headed off for the hwy 50>89>88>395 route towards bishop. Due to some traffic in Folsom and on 89, our trip was 6.5hours to Bishop instead of 5.5. We picked up our permits in Bishop and took our 30 minute drive back up 395 to the McGee Creek rd.
We started the hike into the beautiful McGee Canyon (which I hiked two miles into last summer) around 3:30pm.
Everything was fine and dandy up until about 8500ft, two miles into the trail, when the skeetz showed up. They were moderate at first, but soon turned into a pretty heavy swarm. There were no breaks in them for the next 4 miles. We didn't acclimate the night before, which was taking a toll on Andrew and I, though Wes was holding up ok. Once we ascended the last set of switchbacks, reaching 10000ft, I could not go on, realizing that I just worked my way into minor altitude sickness (at least I think. symptoms= disorientation, nausea, headache, fatigue).
We set up camp at the vast meadow which is immediate after the last set of switchbacks, where the swarm was even headier. I didn't eat dinner, we were low on water and I wasn't going to be doing anything else besides laying there. I brought the water filter, and for that reason Andrew didn't bring his. Wes used it to filter the water from a bottle of snowmelt he collected and then he and Andrew headed off to the stream nearby to filter some more water. Due to myself being disoriented, I forgot to tell them to put the debris filter on it, and they had never used my filter. After they collected a liter and a half of water, small pebbles soon got clogged in the pump part of the filter destroying a washer and a complex valve (its an MSR sweetwater). We had 400ml of water per person for the night. No one slept well, with the 3 of us probably only getting 3-4 hours of sleep. The skeetz didn't die down until 30-60 minutes after there was no light left in the sky.
In the morning, before the sun rose, as soon as there was the faintest light in the sky, the skeetz woke back up, making any trips outside the tent a royal pain. After the sun rose, feeling good enough to walk around, I attempted to filter more water at the stream near camp, too no avail, the filter was done, no suction. Andrew decided at that point that we had no choice but to drink unfiltered snowmelt. This stream was coming directly from the snowmelt on the mountain next to the meadow. It was fresh and moving very fast through rock bead, not dirt, coming directly from the peak next to the meadow (albeit carrying a decent amount of iron). It was highly unlikely that any animals had contaminated it. He said that his Dad drank unfiltered snowmelt for 20 years while backpacking without any problems (not that you ever should), given you pick a smart source. With no other options (no water= no hiking, and there were no other campers in the area) we filled up on snowmelt (2 liters each), cooked breakfast and packed up camp a day early. We decided to hike to Big McGee lake, which we meant to camp at before heading out a day early. At this point I was feeling a bit better, better enough to walk 2 miles with no gear.
We camped in this meadow
Our hike to the lake
Andrews Hat, should have taken more pictures of the skeetz, never thought about it though. His back would have 20-40 skeetz on it at any given time on this short hike
As close to the lake as we would get
but fed up and anxious to get home we headed back to camp, grabbed some quick food and headed back down the trail at 11:50am. There would be skeetz for the next 4 miles, as there were on the way up. As we descended in elevation to about 9000ft I felt pretty much fully recovered albeit tired and sick of skeetz. We would get to the truck at 3:30pm and headed back on our long 5 hour drive.
Lesson's learned:
1. ACCLIMATE when backpacking above 9000ft
2. Don't hike in the early season swarm
3. Don't hike in the early season swarm on a wet year
4. Bring more than one water filter. What happened shouldn't have happened, and wouldn't have if I wasn't disoriented, stuff happens.
Full set from this trip, at least it yielded a few good shots.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/17893090@N ... 348923371/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;
EDIT: I'd like to add that I had dreams about being swarmed by mosquitoes last night, and I just found out that Andrew did too. Pretty crazy stuff!
I'm also not sure whether to rate this a 4 or a 5 or skeeters. If you stopped moving for over a minute, yes 100 would land on you, if your moving, anywhere from 20-40 are on your clothes.