Imagine you discovered a lake a short distance into the backcountry that produces 20” goldens on a regular basis. You would want to share this location with your friends, but you would avoid posting the name on the internet where search bots can lead the masses to your post thus causing spot burn.
Our destination had a logbook detailing the adventures of many travelers. Often one would read the comment, “Please only share this destination with your best friends.”
I would like to share our adventure with my friends at HST but please don’t post the name of this “backcountry Ritz Carlton”.
We knew the weather would be sketchy so we agreed to take this journey in stages. If at any time either of us wanted to back out we would. The drive in showed that there was plenty new snow. Her 4 WD did an excellent job of getting us to the trailhead.
After 8 hours of travel we finally reached our destination.
We were scheduled to leave the following day, Friday the 13th. The weather forecast had called for Friday to be clear. The snow continued to fall. Sometimes the accumulation was over 3” an hour. We decided to do the prudent thing and stay put.
Sport climb up the hill and got half a bar (I wouldn’t know what that meant 10 years ago). She texted her girl who called the USFS and informed them of our decision to stay put. They told her another couple may be arriving that afternoon.
We prepared for guests but they never arrived. I told Sport they probably were not as crazy as us.
The next morning the skies partially cleared and the snow had stopped falling.
We finally reach the Rubicon which had also been snowed over.
I hope you enjoyed my post.
-Russ
