
September 6, 2011: I awoke to the sound of some birds calling a wake up alarm and thus another day began. I slept decent during the night, and was hiking by 7:00am. It was a wonderful morning.


The scenery was more spectacular the further I walked this morning. The day began with a climb up Dick's Pass. I don't tend to mind climbs as much, for some reason they seem easier on the body than descents. There was still a rather large snow field at the pass.

The weather was just perfect and I hung around for a while at the top taking in the views. To the north stretched the PCT towards Donner Pass. To the south and west, the rest of Desolation Wilderness lay before me.


While descending from Dick's Pass, I ran into an older couple hiking north. The man had a long white beard, and his female companion looked trail hardened as well. "Are you hiking the rim?" I asked. "No, we are doing the PCT." I was shocked to see anyone still hiking the PCT this far south. As it turned out, they had done the entire trail, but had a few hundred more miles left to do from Lone Pine, to somewhere in Oregon. They had "flip flopped" which is a term used for thruhikers who hike the trail out of order, usually because of treacherous snow conditions. Since it was a high snow year in the Sierra, they chose to finish this section last. Their names were Forever and Ever. Always good to have a little trail talk during the day.
(Echo Lakes above)
I stuck out my thumb to hitch a ride into South Lake Tahoe for my second and last resupply. South Lake Tahoe is about 15 miles down the road. I waited and waited, burning in the sun along the highway. I know I'm ugly, but come on folks! It was taking much longer than usual to get a ride this time around. Finally, a young blond dread locked girl named Kat in a beat up old car pulled over and gave me a lift to town. Thank you Kat! She drove me to the "Y" in town and I walked to the Apex Inn where I stayed last year on the PCT. Clean rooms, hiker friendly, and very reasonable rates, I was glad to be back, and relieved they had a vacancy. I was able to shower, resupply, and watch some TV while getting prepared for the last leg of the trip. Once inside, I could feel how exhausted I was...
Great scenery. Nice pictures, too. Don't know if that means the scenery got nicer or you just started taking more pictures! Loved that gnarled tree.
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