The JMT Part 7

So,  by nightfall having been  fed, showered, resupplied and ensconced in our new waterproof tent,  finally we were able to relax and enjoy our journey.   We both slept a quiet and dreamless sleep!  By morning we were fresh as  well as well supplied, and ready to hit the trail again!

In our JMT journey prep,  we had made no itinerary.  Knowing we had plenty of time to hike the whole trail,  we didn’t stress how much we hiked each day nor about where we would end up.   Figuring to hike about 8-9 miles per day…maybe less the first few days and a bit more the last few days when we were stronger and our packs lighter…we just hiked each day enjoying each and every new sight, not worrying about our pace, and stopping when a spot we both liked appeared in front of us.   As it turned out,  there were a few days that upped our mileage anyway… and shaved a couple days off of our allotted time without our planning on that.   The march to Red’s for a new tent was one.  The next was the stretch after Red’s.

Water is really very plentiful all along the JMT.  Except for the longer steep climbs up the passes, for the most part you really only need carry one water bottle  as you cross creeklets and streams all day long.  Except as we found out,  for the stretch after Red’s which we had never hiked before.  Leaving the plentiful water at Red’s,  then skirting  the volcanic area of the Red Cones…it didn’t dawn on us that water would be scarce there and for a few miles further.

Red Cinder Cone

Red Cinder Cone

Not particularly life threatening as it is only a few miles,  nevertheless the trail dictates you hike a fair piece before you can camp due to lack of water.   We kept watching for water,  our map had a couple seasonal creeks marked on it…but we found them long since dry by the time we came to them!  That day was a thirsty day for us for sure…and I learned the hard way to tank up at water sources in the future…both by drinking and by keeping my bottle topped up.    Hiking thirsty though, still we knew water would come,  and at Duck Creek it finally did!  Our long dry hiking day wound to an end and we camped comforted in knowing that water  burbled laughingly and incessantly nearby.

Night 4 at Duck Creek

Night 4 at Duck Creek

Would our luck hold out and continue to give us the days of wonderful weather and miles of amazing country ahead?  To be continued….

 

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