BHS 100K

Here is some video and pictures from the 2013 Bishop Ultramarathon. I completed the 100K in 14 hours 22 minutes.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Day 16 - Charlotte Lake to Forestor Pass

  Evening on Lake 12,250 one mile south of Forester Pass
Valley leading up to Forester Paas

  Here is a link to a topographical map for the section of the JMT from Charlotte Lake to Mt. Whitney.

JMT Trail Map Charlotte Lake to Mt. Whitney

Sunday, July 15
An 2 walked into camp late last night after hiking in from the Kearsarge Pass.  He was late because he first had to drive all the way from San Francisco that morning.  While driving though Yosemite he made a wrong turn which cost him an hour, still had to drive another 150 miles south on Hwy 395, pick up his wilderness permit from the NSF office in Bishop, CA, meet An 1 at Whitney Portal where An 2 left his car for us at the end of the hike.  An 1 then drove An 2 to the start of his hike, the Kearsarge Pass about 40 miles north and just east of Independence, CA.  OK, too many An’s so An 2 will just be An from now on.  It was An’s fisrt time overnight backpacking into the wilderness, but I helped him get set up quickly last night and he said he slept well.  In the morning I showed him a few more ropes and we were ready to start hiking by 9:30 am.
Bull Frog Creek

Bubble Creek

This campsite by Bullfrog Creek seemed strangely quiet, almost as if something had happened here recently. Noticeably absent were the sounds of birds chirping that always started just before dawn.  I couldn’t see any signs of recent forest fires or anything else that I could put my finger on but the place seemed like it had somehow just been disrupted – something environmental, maybe ancient forest spirits, or just my imagination I don’t know.  
An Hiking above the tree line on Forester Pass

The Kearsarge Pinnacles (background to left of the trail)

We were only 11 miles from Forester Pass, 13180 feet the highest pass along the JMT.   The first couple of miles would be easy as it followed Bull Frog Creek downstream.  I was actually glad when the trail made a left turn and started going up the canyon.  There were no fish in that creek either, so perhaps someone had dumped something into it.  We were at 9,515 feet now and the trail would keep climbing until we made it over the pass.  I decided that we didn’t have to cross the pass the today and could camp somewhere below it.  This would give An’s body some more time to acclimate to the altitude.  An did really well hiking this first day, never falling too far behind.  We made a campfire and cooked some lunch along Bubble Creek just before it rose above 10,000 feet.  I was hoping for some fish out of that creek, but I didn’t see anything in there so I didn’t try.  We had some cous cous with tomato and chili.  
Lake 12,250 (Forester Pass is goes between the v in the mountains at 12:00)

Today we ran into a large scouting troop.  There were 12 boys aged from about 13 to 16 and 4 adults all hiking together.  They were from Fresno and they were also headed to Mt. Whiney.  This was their second day on the trail already and for next few days we would pass them, take a break, and then they would pass us.  That first night we all camped around a glacial lake just below Forester Pass at elevation 12,250.  The lake is unnamed on my map so I have been calling it the 12,250 Lake.  The lake is well above the tree line and is totally surrounded by grey granite rooks; boulder and slabs piled high helter skelter.  The lake was totaled exposed and it was very windy when we got there at about 4:00PM.  The scout troop had beaten us there and was just setting up on all the most easily accessible campsites close to the trail.  An and I found a site about a quarter mile from the trail down on a small sanded slab of granite just above the lake that was sheltered somewhat from the wind.  While fighting the wind, we got An’s tent and my windbreak tarps set up.  To cook we piled rocks in a semi-circle high enough that it would shelter our little stove.  That evening we witnessed a spectacular sunset in the valley that we hiked up and I took the opportunity to take some pictures as the wind started to die down for the evening.

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