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Volcanoes Getting Closer!

  • Samuel Emigrant
  • Aug 19, 2018
  • 2 min read

Day 6! I could sense the mountains in the distance and knew each day was bringing me closer. Especially today, with one of my longer hikes planned at 12.7 miles, ultimately 14 miles. Ironman left first at 6am, with Boston right behind him. I had a feeling I had seen the last of them. The good news today is water would be more plentiful going forward with a big lake half way to today's destination lake.

The hike today would be tough with a 1350 ft elevation gain over the first 4 miles. As I may have mentioned before, unlike the Sierras where steep switchbacks are commonly used to tackle elevation gain over shorter distances, Oregon climbs tends to be gradual and relentless and today was no different. Once I passed the 4 mile mark, the hike into Charlton Lake was an easy one. Now that I had seen Charlton, I wish I could have pushed the extra miles yesterday as Charlton was beautiful with a couple of nice campsites on the lake. Unfortunately that would have meant an extra 7.5 miles and 17 miles was currently outside my comfort zone. After lunch and a rest at Charlton, I hit the next climb that took me through a significant amount of burned out forest. There were new trees sprouting up everywhere which meant this was an older burn zone (Pics 1-3). I can't believe the number of downed trees and debris on the forest floors. The presence of all this fuel makes for catastrophic fires that bigger trees cannot survive. The good news about the burn zones is I had views I might not have had otherwise (Pic 4 & 5). Those mountains in the background are South and Middle Sister. They looked so far away, I couldn't believe I would be there in a couple of days.

I hit my first destination, Taylor Lake but my campsite was in a burn out area. Bummer! I was tired but this meant I needed to push a bit further. At the north end of Taylor was Irish Lake, and a 4 wheel drive road ran east-west between them. Right at the road was the trail head into Three Sisters Wilderness. Access to the big volcanoes were now becoming a reality. I found a campsite right on Irish Lake (Pic 6-8). I was treated to some fresh home made cookies by my neighbor campers who were up here to do some exploring by Kayak. I sought out their advice whether as a solo PCT hiker I was ok to camp in these car campsites. They assured me I was fine but I had one 4-wheeler enter my site only to move on when they saw my dinky tent. I felt bad but I was too tired to move.

After retiring to my tent, I heard the birds and critters start to raise a fuss, I heard some steps in the woods behind my tent. I didn't have my rain fly on and poked my head up in time to get a picture of a big doe walking through my camp (Pic 9). Whew! Not a bear. I enter Three Sisters Wilderness tomorrow!

 
 
 

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I'm a double hip recipient approaching 60 but I'm not ready to stop exploring the wilderness.  I'm documenting my goal to be the first of my kind to hike the state of Oregon on the PCT, July 2018.  Subscribe below to follow my progress.  Thanks! 

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Keith means "Lover of Nature and the Outdoors"

I was introduced to Backpacking in 8th grade by Mr. Landfear, who taught Horticulture-Ecology.  He would take a group of kids a couple times a year backpacking in Yosemite or Desolation Wilderness. He knew Yosemite like the back of his hand.

 

His first lesson was always leave your campsite in better condition than you found it.  That man could spy an aspirin size piece of foil in the dirt from 25 yds. I never forgot the lesson. I've packed a sizable amount of garbage out over the years that wasn't mine to begin with.  

I have been backpacking with the same group of guys in one combination or another now for 43 years. We all experienced the same 7th and 8th grade Science department at Mendenhall Junior High School in Livermore, CA. (Mr. Carlson also lead trips to Yosemite.) Quite remarkable when you think about it. There were a couple years when injuries or ailments shut someone down and we picked another adventure together (Salmon Fishing at Deception Pass followed by Car Camping in the Northern Cascades or there was the year we fished King Salmon on the Kenai and Halibut on the Cook Inslet in Alaska.  

 

There was a period of backpacking with friends I met while attending CAL, including a few trips combined with guys from both groups.  For the last 30 years it's been just the original Moles from Mendenhall.  We have been all over the Central Sierras, including Yosemite, Emigrant Wilderness, Desolation Wilderness and the Stanislaus National Forest. During the years living in WA State there were Cascade trips into Alpine Wilderness and North Cascades National Park. Recently, while living in CT I have explored a bit of the Appalachian Trail packing the MA and CT sections.

A great new pair of Vasque boots has given me a new lease on my packing life. I plan to keep going. Next year at age 58 (after my second Hip resurfacing) I have a few trips in mind for CA, WA and NH on both the PCT and AT.  And then the biggee at age 59, 380 miles of the Oregon PCT.  The guys are skeptical but, of one thing there is no doubt, I know they will have a hard time not showing up for at least part of the ride.

Remember, be nice to Mother Nature!

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