This was the view from our tent on the day we packed out. And no, that's not my hammock or Brendan's.
We recently returned from a backpacking trip in Mammoth, cut short for a couple of reasons. After a full day of hiking to a remote lake in the mountains, we headed back to our camp at Skelton Lake. Upon arrival we noticed that there was a group of young twentysomethings hanging out quite close to our camp. Further assessment uncovered numerous fishing rods curiously close to our tent and some ropes wrapped around surrounding trees. We weren't camped in an area easily reached by passersby, rather, we had put our camp on the periphery of a rocky outcrop above the lake. The twentysomethings didn't seem to care or feel the need to relocate after we arrived back at our campsite. In fact, as I sat no more than 6 feet away, some dude started hanging up his hammock. I let him know that there were plenty of other places in the area to set up camp and he replied that he wasn't going to camp, just hang out for awhile. Ok....reason number one for cutting our trip short.
Reason number two....the smoke from the Rim Fire started to head south from Yosemite and invade Mammoth. The air got hazier and hazier as the day went on and our beautiful blue skies were no more. Reason enough to head out and back to Truckee.
I am appreciative of the two days and two nights we spent in the wilderness enjoying the outdoors and sharing our love of nature and the things that mean the most to me. Nothing seems to fuel my spirit as much as mountains, lakes and flower-lined streams. Oh and the Cheetos don't hurt either!
We recently returned from a backpacking trip in Mammoth, cut short for a couple of reasons. After a full day of hiking to a remote lake in the mountains, we headed back to our camp at Skelton Lake. Upon arrival we noticed that there was a group of young twentysomethings hanging out quite close to our camp. Further assessment uncovered numerous fishing rods curiously close to our tent and some ropes wrapped around surrounding trees. We weren't camped in an area easily reached by passersby, rather, we had put our camp on the periphery of a rocky outcrop above the lake. The twentysomethings didn't seem to care or feel the need to relocate after we arrived back at our campsite. In fact, as I sat no more than 6 feet away, some dude started hanging up his hammock. I let him know that there were plenty of other places in the area to set up camp and he replied that he wasn't going to camp, just hang out for awhile. Ok....reason number one for cutting our trip short.
Reason number two....the smoke from the Rim Fire started to head south from Yosemite and invade Mammoth. The air got hazier and hazier as the day went on and our beautiful blue skies were no more. Reason enough to head out and back to Truckee.
I am appreciative of the two days and two nights we spent in the wilderness enjoying the outdoors and sharing our love of nature and the things that mean the most to me. Nothing seems to fuel my spirit as much as mountains, lakes and flower-lined streams. Oh and the Cheetos don't hurt either!
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