I haven't hiked with Lance in ages, so when he wanted to hike from the tram Sunday, I said yes
We were the first car in the parking lot at 7:30 AM
We donned microspikes due to ice on the cemet switchbacks and were buffeted by winds as we headed down to get our permit. There were footsteps in the snow but these were gone by the time we reached the stream crossing. Lance led and I followed in his footsteps as we made our way to Round Valley. It snowed the entire time. I removed my fleece cap to cool off but put it back on when we discovered my hair was starting to freeze
We slogged past Round Valley up towards Wellman's and discovered a backpack with a sleeping pad jammed into the crotch of a tree. It was completely iced over -- had probably been there at least one night. We lsot the trail after Wellmans but Lance found it again. Continued our way up -- the wind was really blowing now and it was bitterly cold. My fingers were numb inside my mittens
We stopped by a tree where the main trail intersects with the old trail and hunkered down for a quick snack. It was 0 degrees F without the wind chill. My hands "went to the bad place" (as Tina says) and I suffered through the agony of the blood coming back. I discovered that I'd left my lunch at home
Lance led us down through the trees. Once out of the trees, we made our way through sections of manzanita -- the snow wasn't deep enough to cover it completely. Thanks to Lance's excellent orienteering skills, we intersected the old trail heading into Tamarack Valley
We gave a conditions report (including the location of the pack) to the ranger before heading up the cement switchbacks. I had a quick draft beer to celebrate being warm before we hopped on the tram. Patrick was our conductor
Miles of smiles,
Ellen
Team Artic Wolf
