R04 TR: Lake Italy, Bear Basin July 1-6 2015
Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2015 9:58 pm
Wednesday July 1, 2015
Sea level to 7,470 feet
Santa Barbara to Bear Creek Diversion Trailhead. 335 miles.
The familiar sweet fresh smell of pines and recent rain lets me know that I am home in my beloved Sierra! I am both soothed and excited. I arrived at Shaver Lake in time to eat my dinner while watching the sunset.
Kaiser Pass Road is damp from the recent rains and makes the drive in even more exciting. I love this two way, single lane twisting, turning, curving, bumpy, cliff edge drop off road. I have driven this road so many times both in daylight and night that I know each curve like the lines on the back of my hand. There is one stretch where you can see all the way to Mt Ritter and Banner and tonight the mountains were bathed in the last glowing light of the day.
I'm camped close to the trailhead at Potrero Forebay and I'm watching a lightening storm and swapping out cookies for homemade brownies in my bear canister! Thanks mom! It took me a few minutes to realize that the flashing light I was seeing was lightening and not my headlamp. After the lightening show was over I watched the almost full moon make its way through the clouds. Im now stretched out in my car bed, (I think I'm on version 3.1,) and it feels comfortable and is doing the exact job I designed it for.....sleeping in my car at the trailhead! A perfect night indeed.
Thursday July 2, 2015
Half way to bear creek diversion trailhead to lake Italy! 16 miles, 4,000 feet elevation gain.
I attempted to drive all the way to the best dam diversion trailhead on a 4 wheel drive only rd. I had talked with the ranger and he thought I could make it in my car saying there was just one rough spot but I could probably make it. Of course every treacherous spot made me think, " is this the rough spot he thought I could make?" And then i would get through that spot and come to another, " oh this must be the spot." I did that for about a mile mile and a half until I came to a gully that had been carved deeper but the recent rains and decided to park and walk the rest of the way. But I had to drive back 7/10 of a mile to find a safe place to park. All this to say, with the morning rain and road walk I got a much later start than I thought.
The first 8 miles of the trail went along bear creek. It was incredibly beautiful. The recent rains and humidity made the smells that much more intense. There were so many hues of green it was like a painters pallet. I stopped for lunch at two cascading waterfalls. I didn't take too long of a break because the skies were threatening rain and I wanted to get further up the trail. After lunch the trail climber steadily up up up and then up some more and I slowed to a crawl. The after lunch slump and the altitude really got to me and I kept stopping every several feet. Soon I hit my stride and found myself at the trail junction of the PCT/JMT and headed south. I saw a lot of people...JMTers heading south and PCTers heading north.
When I got to the trail junction for Lake Italy I checked my watch and was surprised that is was only 3:15. I figured it would take me 3 hours to get to lake Italy....climbing over 2,000 feet. I thought if I felt too tired I could always stop and if I found a must camp at campsite I would stop. I saw one person coming down and he shared that the trail was hard to follow. Hmmm I started to second guess myself, and I kept finding the trail so I kept going. Hildagard Branch was beautiful dotted with granite rocks, Indian paintbrush, lupine and about a hundred thousand Mosquitos. Although that's just really a rough estimate! I'm fortunate in that Mosquitos land onme and annoy me but they don't always bite me. I didn't even want to stop to look for the bug juice! I had one moment of panic when I wasn't sure where I was and in a split second I convinced myself. I was lost. Out came the map and the compass and I discovered I was on course. I tried to convince myself that I was reading the map wrong and the compass wasn't right....but I know the compass doesn't lie and I had identified surrounding landmarks....and I could always turn around and go back the way I came. I pushed on and after what seemed like an eternity I crested the last hill and found myself exactly where I had meant to be....Lake Italy. Not only that, it was exactly 6:15....the time I figured I would get here. Having hiked 16 miles and climb 4,000 feet I'm ravenous and down the two homemade brownies while I set up camp. Beyond delicious! And had I packed three of them instead two I would've eat all three without a second thought! Friday July 3, 2015 Lake Italy XC to Bear Basin. 7ish miles.
I had quite possibly the worst nights SIerra sleep in my history. Although I was physically exhausted I just could not fall asleep. I don't know if it was the altitude or the lightening storm and hail but I tossed and turned all night. It was a long night and not even my morning coffee seemed to help. Today's goal was Bear Basin and I'm happy to say that I made it. I followed the very faint Italy Pass trail stopping numerous times to check and re-check my position. Again, I kept convincing myself I wasn't going the right way and then spent time assuring myself that yes I actually was going the right way. And then I would look up and see a cairn and realize I was either on course or following some other lost person. Bear Lakes Basin is pristine and gorgeous beyond beauty. Truly! Lush green meadows, granite slabs, wildflowers, cascading waterfalls and lots of lakes with bear names. To be continued.........
Sea level to 7,470 feet
Santa Barbara to Bear Creek Diversion Trailhead. 335 miles.
The familiar sweet fresh smell of pines and recent rain lets me know that I am home in my beloved Sierra! I am both soothed and excited. I arrived at Shaver Lake in time to eat my dinner while watching the sunset.
Kaiser Pass Road is damp from the recent rains and makes the drive in even more exciting. I love this two way, single lane twisting, turning, curving, bumpy, cliff edge drop off road. I have driven this road so many times both in daylight and night that I know each curve like the lines on the back of my hand. There is one stretch where you can see all the way to Mt Ritter and Banner and tonight the mountains were bathed in the last glowing light of the day.
I'm camped close to the trailhead at Potrero Forebay and I'm watching a lightening storm and swapping out cookies for homemade brownies in my bear canister! Thanks mom! It took me a few minutes to realize that the flashing light I was seeing was lightening and not my headlamp. After the lightening show was over I watched the almost full moon make its way through the clouds. Im now stretched out in my car bed, (I think I'm on version 3.1,) and it feels comfortable and is doing the exact job I designed it for.....sleeping in my car at the trailhead! A perfect night indeed.
Thursday July 2, 2015
Half way to bear creek diversion trailhead to lake Italy! 16 miles, 4,000 feet elevation gain.
I attempted to drive all the way to the best dam diversion trailhead on a 4 wheel drive only rd. I had talked with the ranger and he thought I could make it in my car saying there was just one rough spot but I could probably make it. Of course every treacherous spot made me think, " is this the rough spot he thought I could make?" And then i would get through that spot and come to another, " oh this must be the spot." I did that for about a mile mile and a half until I came to a gully that had been carved deeper but the recent rains and decided to park and walk the rest of the way. But I had to drive back 7/10 of a mile to find a safe place to park. All this to say, with the morning rain and road walk I got a much later start than I thought.
The first 8 miles of the trail went along bear creek. It was incredibly beautiful. The recent rains and humidity made the smells that much more intense. There were so many hues of green it was like a painters pallet. I stopped for lunch at two cascading waterfalls. I didn't take too long of a break because the skies were threatening rain and I wanted to get further up the trail. After lunch the trail climber steadily up up up and then up some more and I slowed to a crawl. The after lunch slump and the altitude really got to me and I kept stopping every several feet. Soon I hit my stride and found myself at the trail junction of the PCT/JMT and headed south. I saw a lot of people...JMTers heading south and PCTers heading north.
When I got to the trail junction for Lake Italy I checked my watch and was surprised that is was only 3:15. I figured it would take me 3 hours to get to lake Italy....climbing over 2,000 feet. I thought if I felt too tired I could always stop and if I found a must camp at campsite I would stop. I saw one person coming down and he shared that the trail was hard to follow. Hmmm I started to second guess myself, and I kept finding the trail so I kept going. Hildagard Branch was beautiful dotted with granite rocks, Indian paintbrush, lupine and about a hundred thousand Mosquitos. Although that's just really a rough estimate! I'm fortunate in that Mosquitos land onme and annoy me but they don't always bite me. I didn't even want to stop to look for the bug juice! I had one moment of panic when I wasn't sure where I was and in a split second I convinced myself. I was lost. Out came the map and the compass and I discovered I was on course. I tried to convince myself that I was reading the map wrong and the compass wasn't right....but I know the compass doesn't lie and I had identified surrounding landmarks....and I could always turn around and go back the way I came. I pushed on and after what seemed like an eternity I crested the last hill and found myself exactly where I had meant to be....Lake Italy. Not only that, it was exactly 6:15....the time I figured I would get here. Having hiked 16 miles and climb 4,000 feet I'm ravenous and down the two homemade brownies while I set up camp. Beyond delicious! And had I packed three of them instead two I would've eat all three without a second thought! Friday July 3, 2015 Lake Italy XC to Bear Basin. 7ish miles.
I had quite possibly the worst nights SIerra sleep in my history. Although I was physically exhausted I just could not fall asleep. I don't know if it was the altitude or the lightening storm and hail but I tossed and turned all night. It was a long night and not even my morning coffee seemed to help. Today's goal was Bear Basin and I'm happy to say that I made it. I followed the very faint Italy Pass trail stopping numerous times to check and re-check my position. Again, I kept convincing myself I wasn't going the right way and then spent time assuring myself that yes I actually was going the right way. And then I would look up and see a cairn and realize I was either on course or following some other lost person. Bear Lakes Basin is pristine and gorgeous beyond beauty. Truly! Lush green meadows, granite slabs, wildflowers, cascading waterfalls and lots of lakes with bear names. To be continued.........