The Final Night on the John Muir Trail
I recently wrote a post for the Mountain Hardwear blog as part of their weekly outdoor challenge. This week, we were asked to share a story about one of our favorite camp spots. One that is near and dear to me was the site we camped at on my very last night on the John Muir Trail, right above Guitar Lake. In my Mountain Hardwear post, I talk about what made this site special and how it inspired me to commit to a new path in life.
Here’s a quick excerpt, and I hope you’ll head over to Mountain Hardwear’s blog to check out the FULL POST….
And as it goes in all of the destinations we share, please practice good trail etiquette and remember to Leave No Trace. This means packing out all of your garbage, being respectful to others on busy trails, and following the established rules.
September 17, 2014 was day 21 of 22 on the John Muir Trail. My friend Brad and I had spent the previous three weeks hiking through some of the country’s most epic mountain scenery in California’s Sierra Nevada mountains. Alpine lakes, jagged peaks, roaring waterfalls, starry skies and near perfect weather. Our trip had gone so smoothly it was almost absurd. Over the course of the trip, we gained 46,000 feet of elevation and hiked over 200 miles, and we also grew closer as friends and learned a great deal about ourselves.
And now…it was almost over, and that was a tough pill to swallow. The next morning, we would be watching the sunrise from the top of Mt. Whitney, the tallest peak in the lower 48, and then a few hours later we would be back at my car. Pizza, ice cold beers, a shower, and a comfy bed were at our fingertips, but mentally, I couldn’t have been further away. I wasn’t sure I was ready for the modern conveniences of daily life and to be reconnected to society. I felt like I could’ve stayed out there forever…..
And for more information on the John Muir Trail, visit my JMT Archives.