I know you're reading the topic of this post and thinking "Is she absolutely mad?" Well, the answer to that is yes, but not relevant to this particular post
I couldn't pass up on a hike with my feather sisters Karin and Kathryn, even if it involved returning to the scene of last Saturday's carnage. I was startled out of bed by my alarm at 2:45 AM and drove to Palm Springs for a 4:30 AM start time. The temperature at the trail head was perfect -- a crisp fall chill was in the air. I couldn't help but think "why didn't we have this weather LAST Saturday" as we started to climb.
The only things that saved me were the company and cooler temperature. I felt dreadful for most of the hike. Karin and Kathryn dragged my sorry butt up the hill with their comaraderie and encouragement. Mark started a half hour behind us and roared past at Shade Rock. We took short fuel breaks at Shade Rock and 4300 ft. At the beginning of the Never Ending Ridge we were blessed with a view of three does above us on the ridge.
My friends took pity on me and we had a leisurely snack at Flat Rock. As we started up through the manzanita, I started to see what appeared to be frost in shaded sections of the trail. When we reached the traverse, the temperature dropped significantly and my tired brain registered that the trail and logs had a dusting of snow. The contrast of colors was beautiful -- brown trail outlined with snow dust, green conifers, yellow and orange leaves, blue sky and gray granite.
Our faces were stiff from the cold when we reached Grubbs Notch. We walked toward the cement passing people in shorts and sandals as well as those wearing pants and down jackets. Only in southern CA
While it was a great day with good friends, I am really looking forward to hiking on a new trail. Wait, I hear there's a group going up Snow Creek next Saturday ...
Miles of smiles,
Ellen
