At 7 am Saturday morning, Nick Stadie and I departed from Wolverton on the west side of the Sierra Nevada and headed for Owens Valley. Pictures are Nick's.
The snow was firm and we made it to the Pear Lake Hut in good time. While Nick baked in the sun, I chatted with the friendly people inside the hut. They saved us a bit of time by giving me some water.
First glimpse of the high country.
One of the lakes before Pear Lake. Time for some sunscreen...
Note the ice
An older man on tele gear warned us about the sun: the inside of his lips were burned and blistered! So Nick put on some pants.
Respite from the glare...
Time to duct tape feet
Making good time!
Lunch in the shade
Towards the Kaweahs
Yeah, so, it was hot
Bear tracks, man tracks
First real pass! (Pteradactyl? will confirm later)
Woohoo, almost 15 miles and 1 pass!
Thank god for this
Cloud collides with mountain
We were supposed to eat one at each pass, but I got hungry and finished all of it
These cirques are so much longer in real life than on Google Earth
Some hip postholing followed
Yes, I'm actually in to my waist
Triple Divide Peak yonder
Pretty happy considering we have to hike well into the night to get to Milestone Pass
Atop the pass next to Triple Divide Peak
Getting ready to ski in the moonlight
Melting snow in Milestone Bowl at midnight at the bivy
I fell asleep instantly, here Nick is toiling with his stove
Taken the instant I got up in the morning
Crap, how far do we have to go today? We have to meet PT and Patrick before they leave Shepherd Pass, otherwise we won't have a ride to Onion Valley (which was the original and ambitious 2-day objective)
If you look carefully, you will see two Frenchmen ascending to Milestone Pass.
We met them here for the car key swap!
Flyin' down snow at 40 mph in the backcountry 20 miles from the nearest road
Grunting to Shepherd Pass, trying to get there before PT et al leave
Whew, there at last
Side-slipping Shepherd Pass, too tired for real skiing
Stupid Saddle on the way to the desert. We walked all the way to the stock trail head because I misheard Patrick