And I begin my latest hike. Church’s Pond in the Mt Rose Wilderness.
Already a big difference from last week’s Whites Creek Trail. Right away this thing is steep. Not sure the photo evokes the level of suckage.
It’s also a bit chillier than last time. I was smart and brought more water, snacks, and a hoodie. New piece of gear is the Shocklight hiking pole. It’s proven itself within the first 20 minutes.
Cell signal kinda blows up here, so I’ll update this blog as reception improves.
Mt Rose Wilderness. Sounds dangerous.
The hike is definitely getting the blood going. Lugging 240lbs of inactive fat up a mountain is grueling work. I do a lot of this…
But then I get some nice views.
trail is turning into ankle buster territory. Yikes.
If it wasn’t for these switchbacks I’d be dead an hour ago. I’m headed up to the left…
The temperature is a bit schizo up here. In the open it’s high desert hell hole hot. In the trees it’s alpine chilly as fuck. I really should stop posting. I’m never gonna a make it to the top.
Not at the top yet, but that’s a nice pano shot for ya!
As I said, it got a little cold up near the top. Windy, too. That’s Mt Rose in the background. After a few more failed selfies, I continued my slow ascent.
Finally made it to the top. I know it’s the top because I can see down both sides of the mountain! I took several minutes to enjoy the scenery (rest my out of shape ass). Snacked on a Clif Bar, ate a banana, and headed off to the left, towards my ultimate goal.
I haven’t mastered the art of the Vine or Instagram video, so I made a few inelegant versions.
It’s a little freaky to be walking along a trail and then suddenly notice that you’re in the path of some past land slide.
The path was starting to descend and the vegetation took on a different look.
The path winds around a little bit and then…
As you can see and hear in the video, it was quite windy. I only just noticed the whitecaps whipping across the pond when uploading the video to YouTube.
I stuck around for a few minutes to relax and take in the sights. I wandered down to the shoreline to see how cold the water was, but the soil around the pond was spongey and squishy. Not so much muddy, really. My feet sunk about 4 inches into the gravelly sandy muck. I can only imagine sinking into it like quicksand in an old Tarzan film, never to be heard from again.
It was getting late, sun was going down. Temperature was dropping. Time to head back.
That’s my man in majestic nature pose.
I like how this looks like the gateway to civilization. Beyond which lies man and his infernal machines and relentless busy work.
At this point my phone had about a 10% charge. Had to preserve it until I got off the mountain. You never know when something might happen.
I’m back at the trailhead and ready for a cocktail. Real food might be in order, too.
And so my adventure into the wilderness ends. My new ride sits waiting to spirit me off to Famous Dave’s for some much needed sustenance.