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Day 51 (Tape)
Okay! Wednesday, June… 5th, I think. Ah, the first thing that happened to us in the morning was waltzed over and I took a look at that little old river we had to cross. And I believe my eyes did get a little wide when I saw it. It was ah, a big river. Rushing.…
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Day 51
After half an hour of bank-searching, we crawl across King’s River on an icy log. The snow on Mather Pass is already slushy when we arrive, but Pete finds a way up some exposed rocks. This world is amazing to both of us, but it seemed especially foreign at first to him. Essentially being his…
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Day 50 (Pete)
William had a better quote I remembered today. “You guys are learning what little you need to survive on, and how much you need that little.” True true. Right after breaking camp we set out, Dyl in front, across hard frozen snowfields. It occurred to me, looking at him up ahead, that this is really…
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Day 50 (Tape)
Yeah I guess then it turns into June 4 today. We woke up at Rae Lakes this morning. Covered with frost. But warm and toasty nonetheless. And ah, just started to head down. And we went past other lakes, and the snow was a pain in the butt. There were these sun cups. The sun…
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Day 50
We don’t see a soul all day. If there is a way to move with grace and ease over the snow, we haven’t found it. In the morning we stumble over sun cups, in the afternoon we posthole up a slushy Pinchot Pass. My grace continues to diminish on the way down. At one point…
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Day 49 (Pete)
I wrote an entry early this morning at the Pines Cafe and I think the day number was forty three. We finished our breakfast, which was excellent, and set about our business. I got Siri on the phone and we had a good conversation. Dylan went to the PO and got our box. We sorted…
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Day 49 (Tape)
K, today’s June 4th. I missed a couple days here. The, the batteries in my microcassette recorder finally out, and that ah led me to figure out that I had been recording stuff on the, over ah, I’ve been recording over earlier entries on my previous tape. So, thankfully, I would’ve done it more except…
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Day 49
The Restaurant Breakfast has become a celebrated event. Filled with confidence and well-being we find a ride back to the trailhead with no effort. A wild looking group in an old pickup offers to take us while their laundry dries. They are travelling the country gathering herbs and spreading the Proclamation of Peace. Our bodies…
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Day 48 (Pete)
Instead of writing anything last night, I decided to hold out for the luxury of a table at the Pines Cafe here in Independence. The Cafe is closed. That means it’s before six thirty in the morning. We are sitting and waiting and this fills the time nicely. Yesterday was easy. We had to climb…
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Day 48 (Tape)
Dylan: This is the evening of June 2nd. And we are now spreading our sleeping bags in a much different environment from last night. Ah, well, Pete what would you say is different about this spot as compared with last night? Pete: There’s no snow on the ground, first of all. (laugh) The stars aren’t…