Anyway, Cottonwood Pass was a little bit dicey only because I insisted on my usual route -- straight up the middle. The very top was pretty steep and snow-covered, and perhaps I should have dropped down before traversing. But I got to use my Microspikes for the first time, and they did help. Over the pass, I was surprised by how many PCT thru-hikers had already gone through (last weekend I saw scads of them not far from Mt. Baldy -- at least 3 weeks away). First up was Frozen Chicken (Spring) Lake:

The snow was nice to walk on in the morning and post-hole hell in late afternoon.

When I got towards the Rock Creek trail turn-off from the PCT, I'd completely lost whatever trail of footprints there was, and ended up wandering and falling into soft snow everywhere. It was always worse where there were trees than where there was a clearing. I guess the melting in the sun and then re-freezing at night toughens the surface?

Anyway, I got back on track, but darkness stopped my path to Miter Basin (I've been making it up there on the first day lately). The morning revived me, and I quickly found the half-buried sign to Cold Soldier Lake:

Miter Basin was a winter wonderland. Except for a few rocky outcroppings, it was completely covered:

Sky Blue Ice Lake:

By afternoon I was tuckered out and ominous clouds threatened. But I managed to get myself up to Iridescent Lake (no pun for that one). This is the view from near the lake:

The next day, I thought I'd check out Langley. This was sure helpful:

And this sight wasn't very encouraging, especially since I had to hike out the same day back over Cottonwood:

But it takes an awful lot to keep me off the top of Langley. Looking towards the Kaweahs:

I knew I would pay for this, and pay I did. By late afternoon I was post-holing like crazy and at one point crashed through to a stream (which I was sure I was at least 10 feet away from -- go figure). But I made it out, and there were some sights along the way even lovelier than the blood oozing from my knees (yeah, what kind of idiot wears shorts while hiking in soft snow?). Like Siberia, or its outpost:


I got back to my car at 9:30 and I'm already itching to go back up there.