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Welcome to our online backpacking journal.

Our goal here is to show you backpacking from the perspective of 6 different friends who decided to get into the hobby of backpacking together. We are all rookies to backpacking, but we each bring a little something different to the table in outdoor experience. If you have stumbled across this blog there is a good chance that you are a beginner backpacker yourself.

We found that there was endless amounts of information on the web for getting into backpacking, but many times the information is very scattered and often overwhelming to a point where you may feel there is no way you can take on such an intimidating task.

As a group we decided to really go big or go home. Or first “major” trip will be a 5 day trip to Yosemite Park in California. Because we have no actual experience with backpacking there has been an immense amount of research put into the planning of the trip (something we can cover another day). Posting everything from tips we have found along the way to full detailed trip reports this will hopefully become a valuable source for a group of friends somewhere around the world to decide the same thing we did and just go for it!

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Yosemite Day 3 of 5

To our loyal followers, our apologies for the delay in posting the final story of our epic trip to Yosemite. Summer vacation crept up on us pretty quick. With kids out of school things have been busy. Not to mention the Arizona heat blasting the trails halting the backpacking season for the Valley. Without traveling a few hours there are a few months a year that just don’t work well in the desert!

The summer is winding down, the kids are back in school, and the packs will be hitting the trails in no time. There is some exciting news on the horizon as well; be on the look out for further updates. The Backpacking Journal has a HUGE trip in the works!

Now back to Yosemite. Day 3 was unexpected to say the least. The previous day’s summit of Half Dome took a toll on a few of the 6Pack. As the night wound down after day twos hike, we made a group decision that we would alter our original plan of getting to Glacier point and spend a day near camp. Internally I think we were all disappointed, but we all knew it was the right choice. If we were gonna stick together as a team we needed to spend a day healing and relaxing. In hind sight, this was our first multiple day trip so we were hitting uncharted territory, and you learn as you go in backpacking.

After spending the early parts of the morning sleeping in the mood around camp was sluggish, the silent forest was filled with sounds of the running river and moans of us getting out of our tents. Every muscle was tight, each step took a bit more effort, and menial tasks like pumping water seemed challenging. As the morning sun filled the camp site we took our time eating, getting dressed, and discussing a plan for a short hike to explore the area. It was decided a short hike further up the trail in the direction of Lake Merced was the perfect plan. We would start as a group, but if someone wanted to head back it was a straight shot to camp. Think of it as a self paced stroll through the woods.

As we pushed deeper into the canyon we were immersed into an area filled with destruction. There were signs of massive snow, avalanche, flood, and rock slide damage. The majority of the trees were down; the ones that remained were hanging on with little to no chance of survival. It was sad to see such a beautiful area turned inside out, but at the same time the power it must have took to create such an environment was somewhat humbling. The canyon walls were filled with waterfalls catching rays of the sunshine and were easily spotted because of such a thin tree cover. As we began to pass the dead area, the trail quickly changed. The tree cover was gone and the trail started cutting through the granite walls, wrapping in a switchback like fashion.

This is when we came across our first “cascade” style water fall. The best way to describe this would be to imagine a giant granite washboard with thousands of gallons of water rushing down creating a massive amount of power and sound. The fall came to an end in a perfect swimming pool. While a few pushed on up the trail a couple of us took a quick dip in the pool to check out the water. It was COLD! About 45 degrees cold; enough to make your skin instantly tighten and your lungs gasp for air. It was a quick stop, but we left with every intention of hitting this spot on the way back to camp later.

From here the trail gained a few hundred feet of elevation and eventually the Wicked Witch called it a day. We went over a few safety items, and she started heading down. We were going to press on and meet back with her at camp. We followed the trail for another mile or so until we came to a perfect spot for lunch, another cascade. This one was larger, stronger, and louder. Just above the fall was an out-cove that reached the edges of the flowing river with shade trees and smooth flat rocks to lay on. It was shaping up to be an amazing “rest” day.

After some lunch and a quick cat nap by a few of the 6pack we wanted to head up just a little further to see over the next hill. After pushing up the hill we saw what was on the other side, the other side of a hill! We called it quits for the day and started our way down. On our way back we were in for a surprise. Doc and Slimms were taking the lead while FallGal followed close behind and Chuck & Chick strolled in the back. As we were coming up to the first cascade that we came to in the beginning of the day Doc and I hear FalGall shouting something. She ran across Wicked Witch taking a nap just off the side of the trail under a shade tree. It truly was a perfect spot, but we were pretty happy that someone saw her. Getting back to camp without her there waiting for us would have caused some chaos!

We made claim to the base of the cascade and decided it was time to get a swim in, and some R&R. This turned out to be one of the trips highlights and we were so happy that our plans changed, if it were not for that, we would have never found this place. Although the falls were not perfectly smooth, they were smooth enough to make a great slide. Each time climbing a little higher, the slide would get a little faster! We swam for a minute or so at a time; that was about all we could handle at such a cold temperature. We sun bathed on the rocks, had some laughs, and then headed back to camp.

Camp was filled with more relaxing. FallGal and myself set up the hammock. Some decided to nap while others were filling water bottles, washing clothes, making dinner, and doing other chores for the day. We had 2 more bear sightings today as well. The first was a pretty good sized bear that was strolling through the perimeter of camp. We had to scare it away as it was pretty brave and very curious. The other was a cub, could not have been much more than a year old across the other side of the river. The bear scoped out camp from a distance and then took off up the mountain side. As the sun was making it to the edges of the horizon we made dinner and talked about our plan for the 4th and last night of the trip as we would be leaving the 5th day. Because of the area we were in and the limited camping zones we decided the best course of action was to pick a new route and head down to the valley floor. From there we would set up camp in a backpackers camp site. We were feeling much better by the end of the night. The day hike worked all the stiffness out of our muscles, we got some good food in us, and the pace was so relaxing our mental edge was coming back. Unlike the other 2 nights where we passed out immediately, we all stayed up talking from tent to tent for an hour or so, laughing and reminiscing of the trip already nearing an end.

Since this blog is really all about showing the stories of backpacking through the eyes of beginners, I think it is important to touch on a valuable lesson we learned here. It is necessary to have a well thought out plan, but it is even more necessary to know when a better plan is to change your plans. If we as a group would have let our pride get in the way and continued to push on, our trip may have ended a day early with people not able to finish. Sometimes that unexpected detour can make for one of your best adventures!

Here is a slide show of day 3!

Yosemite Day 3 of 5 from The Backpacking Journal on Vimeo.

Keep an eye out in a few days for day 4 of the trip…RAIN is in the forecast!

Missing Yosemite…

It’s been a month since my first steps were taken in Yosemite and I miss being there everyday. During my first week back, I must have looked through all of the pictures that were taken at least 10 times during the day. If a picture is worth a thousand words, these pictures added up to one heck of a novel. The build up to Yosemite was a bit nerve racking as each day closer passed by. I had just gotten new shoes a week before and they were untested for this trip. Five days…an estimated 40 miles…feet and toes still mending from prior trips…I was scared and I wasn’t afraid to let it be known. The unknown is our biggest fear and if we let our minds wander too far in, we keep ourselves a slave to that fear.

First sighting of El Cap

Day one was an early morning! Up and out of the hotel…into the van…off to Yosemite. The drive seemed quick as I was silently anxious to be there already. I wanted to get the start over with and a few miles on my shoes. I figured then, I would feel less apprehensive. Upon driving in and seeing El Cap, all the fears I had were gone; vanished with the dawn as the sun was rising over the granite walls. I had in those first few moments discovered my heaven!

Waiting to start was excruciating. We had to get permits and we did a little shopping, which seemed to take way too long. After all the formalities were taken care of, we jumped back in the van and went to park. The lot was up against this beautiful “wall” of stone. My breath was taken away yet again and we had only been there a few hours and had yet to hike 100 feet. After some group pics, the packs were strapped on and it was time to get started! My pack was about 37ish pounds which is too heavy for me but I was managing fine. The day was filled with amazing views as we hiked up the Mist trail. The mist created by Vernal Falls produces lovely rainbows in the sun and provides a very welcomed cooling effect while hiking up. The stairs get slick so steps were carefully taken. I was the first of the group to get to the top of the falls…can’t help myself sometimes. The trek up to Nevada Falls was more of the same stairs yet very different scenery. The falls were still awesome to watch while hiking up. We ended up on a bit of a detour to camp but the views couldn’t be beat. No matter how tired I felt that day, the awe inspiring views, especially of Half Dome in the distance ended up being enough fuel to keep me going. All uncertainty in myself was gone. Camp was welcoming, minus all the mosquitoes, and I slept fantastic with sugar plum thoughts of day 2 ahead.

My inspiration…

Day 2 was by far the day I was looking forward to the most. Our trek up to the summit of Half Dome started early, but not as early as was planned. I believe we were going to try to see the sunrise from the top of Half Dome but the tiring day before had us sleeping in longer than expected. The trail is not hard but can be exhausting. By the time we got to where we could get a clear view of the summit, I was drained. But once I came around one bend in the trail, I could see it through the trees. I stopped, clapped my hands and yelled “yes”! I took a moment to snap a pic and then was off to the races. I made it up to a clearing before the trail up the grueling stairs begins. I had been so excited I didn’t realize I had left the rest of the group behind by about 5 minutes. I was amped to say the least and the 360 degree view of “everything” as far as the eye could see was phenomenal! Beautiful, inspiring, glorious…I took a breather and snapped some more pictures! My legs were shaky and we all needed a break before we tackled the stairs up. These were brutal! Once this part was done, a much needed break was necessary. Jittery legs and 400 feet of climbing left had gotten the best of me while sitting there gazing out and up at the cables. After everything, I was again, scared. There was about 15 minutes of debate inside me as to whether I was gonna go up. I wavered back and forth. My final decision was to go to the bottom of the cables, gloves on, look up, and go if it seemed “not so bad after all”. So that is what I did and our trek up began. It was intense and I was nervous…but through it all, I looked around quite a bit when we took breaks. I slipped a few times and my heart about stopped. The natural steps you encounter going up seem gigantic…the cables are slack in some places or feel as if they are touching the ground in others…it’s kind of a messy way to climb up I’m guessing. But once I got to the top, I knew the choice I made was the right one. If I hadn’t gone up, I would have regretted it the rest of my life…even if my life ended while up there or coming back down. I sat on the edge, took some pictures looking down of course. It was incredible. Half Dome was my favorite part of the trip hands down. Just so thrilling and I felt so alive being up there. I was in a state of numbness the whole way back to camp.

The view looking up the cascade

Day 3 would be a chill day! I won’t go into details about day 3 just yet but it was definitely a relaxing and fun one. It was peaceful, secluded, and the scenery was gorgeous as one would expect. I suggest getting off the touristy trails and finding some time to enjoy nature on its own. We ended up on a short hike to the Bunnell Cascades just outside of Little Yosemite Valley. If you ever camp in the area, a visit to the cascades is a definite must do. The day was spent relaxing, enjoying the water and the lovely views of the granite rock walls. We all were well rested after day 3 and day 4 was our hike back down to the Valley.

Day 4 was yet another early morning. I’ve learned waking up before the sun is just how it is anymore. Packing up camp was bittersweet. I didn’t want to go and wasn’t that happy we were heading back to the Valley just yet. The hike was just backtracking what we had already done. I lived up to my name on this day as I fell about 10 feet down the trail. I hurt my left ankle, right wrist, and most of all my pride. It’s not easy to stop falling once you start when you are going downhill. While the weight of my pack caused me to keep falling, the pack ended up cushioning my fall tremendously. It was quite rocky where I fell and I probably could have injured myself far worse. I got quite emotional and mad at myself. The rest of the hike back down was a slow one for me…I was lost in thought, cautious of my ankle, and sad we were ending the hiking already. I will keep day 4 details under wraps for now but it did rain that afternoon. We had luckily gotten camp set up in time to not have to do it while it was dark and rainy.

We made it and DONE!!

Day 5 was a bit silly. Our plan was to “hike’ to Lower Yosemite Falls and from there, decide if we wanted to go all the way up. We had no clue what it was like so we prepared for the worst. It was comical to say the least when we discovered it was but a short walk to get to the Lower Falls. While a sight to see for sure, it made the end of the trip very anticlimactic. While slightly disappointed, I was physically done even though my heart and mind wanted more more more. The trip was beyond words and I learned so much about myself while out there!! The group did a wonderful job. I was proud of everyone. There were highs and lows on the trip but so is life…we were experiencing new things, new feelings, new obstacles…to think it would be a walk in the park, would have been absolutely naive. I know I can not wait to go back. I can not wait for our next adventure. I will forever cherish my time there. I know this might sound a bit dramatic but I fell in love on that trip, with not only the land but myself.

Yosemite Day 2 of 5

In 1865 it was stated that Half Dome was “Perfectly Inaccessible, being probably the only one of the prominent points about the Yosemite which never has been, and never will be, trodden by human foot.” The Backpack 6Pack disagrees!

The morning started out early as we knew today was going to be a long one.  We had a 2 mile stroll ahead of us just to get to the base of the Half Dome Trail. From there, close to a 4 mile intense climb hitting 8,842 feet covering just under 3000 feet of elevation gain. Between us and the summit, a class 3 climb assisted by 400 feet of steel cables. Before the day was over we would add 11 more miles to our trip.

On the flip side, we had set up a base camp and we were going light today! Our research showed there is no water along the way and it is recommended that each hiker should carry 1 gallon of water. We each carried a day pack containing water, lunch, and snacks with the intention of eating lunch at the summit.

As the accent began, we started to wrap around the base of Half Dome on a fairly well maintained path. The trees are thick and the intermittent sounds of a stream or waterfall rippled in the distance.  Occasionally the morning sun would break through the trees and show signs of the hot day approaching.  Although the trail camouflages it well, there is a steady and steep climb involved. As the tree line starts to break, we found ourselves glancing at branches instead of trunks until eventually there is not much more than tree tops in our view. As we made our last wrap around the base of the Sub Dome, the horizon filled with amazing panoramic views of the entire valley we just climbed up from. Snow covered peaks, flowing water falls, and vibrant green valley floors cause yet again another moment of sensory overload.  Looking back, it is difficult to put the experience into words and the pictures really do not capture the beauty of the powerful landscape.

After taking a few minutes to soak up the view (catch our breath), we continued on to the base of the Sub Dome. This is where the fun begins. We later found out this is where the Ranger would normally be stationed and without a permit you cannot go any further.

***Tip*** To anyone thinking of checking out the view and not climbing the cables, I would consider a different hike. If you were allowed to access the top of the Sub Dome then it would be worth it, but being stopped at the base really limits your view from a 360 to about 180 degrees.

Artfully crafted steps lead us up an extremely steep narrow set of switchbacks. This is really when Half Dome starts separating the men from the boys. At this point we are fully exposed above the tree line; the temperatures are hitting 90+ F and not only do the legs begin to burn, but the lungs can feel each step as we near 9000 feet. Popping up over the top of the switchbacks the cables make their first “up close” appearance. Speaking only for myself, I am not one to be easily intimidated, scared, etc. I am somewhat of an adrenaline junky and have tried a lot of things in my life, but this was intense. Taking a seat on the top of the Sub Dome and looking at the cables from about 100 yards away, they appear to be vertical. Vertical in such a way I believe my only words were “Wow”. Unfortunately that shock factor got the best of one of us. Chick Norris made everyone aware coming into this trip the cables may not be in her future. Never getting much above 5 feet tall I think she has a slight animosity to all things not vertically challenged. With so much work and effort put into preparing for this trip specifically for the cables, there were a few emotional moments when the decision was made to stay below while we completed the summit. When it was all said and done I commend her for recognizing her limits and not placing herself as well as the rest of the 6Pack in a potential rescue situation.

***Tip*** If you are a little overwhelmed by the first glance of the cables don’t give up just yet. Walk all the way to the start of the cables and then take another look. They are nowhere near as steep as they look. Although this approach did not work for Chick, it did work for The FallGall and it may work for you.

After resting our legs and lungs for a few minutes we began our accent. The girls were slightly nervous at this point so it was decided, I would take the lead to “show them the way” and Chuck would take the rear; I suppose giving the illusion that he would stop them from falling to their demise. We used the wooden slats as break points on the way up. I would climb a couple slats up (each one being about 15-30 feet apart), then wait for the rest of the pack to climb up. This turned out to be a little to much “hang” time for Doc. After having a few moments to look around and soak in the dangers involved she said she had enough waiting around and had to go. Passing by me on the left she made a break for the summit and never looked back. Continuing our pace up to the top we finally made it about 20 minutes later.

How does one describe the top of Half Dome? The best I can come up with would be endless. It truly does capture the sense of a never ending horizon, somewhat similar to being on a boat in the middle of the ocean. No obstructions, no limits; it is truly breathtaking. We found a spot to take a seat and eat our lunch. Peanut butter and jelly never tasted so good! The heat however started to take its toll. With no shade to be found on the desolate summit, comparable to being on the moon, temps soared to triple digits. We took a few minutes for some pictures and began our way back down the cables in search of shade.

Coming down the cables was, in my opinion, much easier than going up. However we apparently chose the wrong time to head down. A younger teenage climber with his father was about 1/3rd the way down and got a little nervous. What should have taken about 15 minutes took close to 45 minutes. At one point my feet were falling asleep from standing at such a steep angle and not moving so I began passing people. Once I passed the scared climber I was able to speed up the pace and could nearly jog down the rest of the way. The gloves really come into play on your way down.

***Tip*** BRING GLOVES! I used “mechanic gloves” that you can get for a few dollars at any auto or hardware store and they worked great.

Chuck and Chick had already began their trek down the Sub Dome. The rest of us regrouped and then quickly separated descending down the narrow stairs in search of shade. Once in the shade, just after the last set of stairs, we all enjoyed a nice 30 minute break. We had some snacks, observed a very curious coyote, and then headed for camp.

The hike down caused some separation in the group for sure. We found going up, that it is fairly simple to speed up or slow down the pace as a group. But going down, it is often easier to just go at your own pace and meet at the bottom. We stuck in groups just in case there was an emergency, but down we went. Along the way we heard talk of some bears on the trail, and then there they were! Two beautiful brown colored Black Bears. They had zero fear of us or the other hikers along the trail. The smaller, most likely female bear, was very curious however. Looking around, staring down the trail, even facing our direction as if she was going to walk over and say hi. The bears hung around for a while. This essentially stopped traffic on the trail so there was a decently large group both above and below the bears. Twice we had to make some noises to encourage the bear to continue off the trail when she was getting a little too brave. At no point in time did I feel threatened or nervous, but the thought of their power never escaped me. After taking a few pics and nudging them along their way, we continued our hike down. Once we made it to the bottom of the Half Dome Trail we were greeted by 2 rangers. The first being a ranger asking if we came from Half Dome and if we had a permit, the other was part of the Bear Tracking Team (or something along those lines). After showing our permit and talking with the ranger about the normal procedures I discussed up above we brought up the bear sighting.  The ranger that was part of the bear team was extremely excited and his passion for his job was immediately apparent. When I told him we had photos and handed him the iPhone, he spent about 10 minutes flipping back and forth through the images zooming and talking about the types of tags and why they were colored a certain way etc. It was really interesting, and they were very nice.

Once the pack was back together we finished our hike with a 2 mile stroll back to camp. The rest of the day was spent cooking dinner, doing some laundry, and just relaxing. By the end of the evening it was apparent that we were no longer all 100% and it was decided that we were going to alter our original route and come up with a new plan. The miles were adding up fast and our bodies were feeling the abuse.  Ultimately, we decided to stick around at base camp 1 more day and do another day hike for day 3. This would give everyone the flexibility of hiking as much or as little as they wanted as well as one more day of not carrying the full pack weight.

The decision to cut part of the planned trip out was somewhat deflating at first, but keep a look out for the day 3 trip report to find out why it became one of the highlights for the whole trip!

Here is a slide show of our second day in Yosemite! (YouTube has become very restrictive on mobile phone access. If you get an error that the video is not available from a mobile device try the Vimeo video link below)

Yosemite Day 2 of 5 from The Backpacking Journal on Vimeo.

Yosemite Day 1 of 5

“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.” ~ John Muir

Even the powerful words of John Muir do not offer a full perspective to an outsider looking in. Until you have sunk yourself deep into the heart of Yosemite there will always be a certain unknown, only answered to those who experience it’s grandeur first hand.

Our first day was an early one, as were all of them I suppose. We were staying in a hotel about 2 hours from the park and wanted an early start. After an hour in our go-kart powered mini van we began tracing the Merced River. The true beauty however, was still hiding behind the hills in the distance. The transformation was almost instant, as we crossed the park entrance we immediately found ourselves surrounded by water falls and granite walls.

The Yosemite Valley can be somewhat confusing to rookies like us, if you plan on visiting I highly recommend taking a few glances over the valley map and pick out your parking areas ahead of time. There are loops, one ways, and closed roads all over the place. We needed to pick up our permit from the wilderness office, but had some time to kill. The Village Store was a open early and a great place for some souvenir shopping as well as any last minute items you may need. They had a pretty fair mix of food and supplies, however they were defiantly more pricy than a normal store, comparable to gas station prices.

TIP – If you are waiting at the Wilderness Office they will send a ranger out just as it opens. If you already have a permit reserved there is no need to listen to their speech.Just skip the line and go in. If you need a same day “walk up” permit you will want to hear what they have to say.

The ranger helping us with our permit was a little more than helpful. Her passion for Yosemite was engaging and exciting, but a little overwhelming at times. There became a point when she wanted us to improv a bear attack and start screaming at her. This is when I started saying “just give me my permit already” in my head over and over.

The permit was in our hands! We walked back to the car and found a spot in the “Trail Head Parking Lot” All of our food was going with us, but if you have anything in your vehicle that might attract a bear, ditch it in one of the bear lockers (they are all over the parking lot). Wicked Witch has a thing for silliness. If you have ever traveled with her you will find it impossible to escape the shenanigans, and usually best suited to just join in the fun. We strapped on the packs and out came the goofy hats & glasses. Our packs were already heavy enough as it was so the hats stayed in the van, but the glasses might make an appearance later on!

From the parking lot there was a short walk to the trail head and from there it was game on. Although the Mist Trail is probably considered the most popular trail in Yosemite it is not one to take lightly. The first mile or so is paved, but will test your abilities with several steep inclines. As you come to the base of Vernal Falls the nicely groomed pavement vanishes and the steps begin. At least a mile or so of steep uneven steps delivers you quickly from to the top of Vernal Falls. This is where it deservingly gets its name “Mist Trail” We were there on a calm day but the gentle breeze was still enough to fill the air with a fine mist. Some parts were heavy enough to soak through your clothing like rain. The lenses on our iPhone’s were foggy with water droplets, and the sun was painting rainbows from one side of the canyon wall to the other.

The top of Vernal Falls was a perfect pit stop for lunch. There were plenty of trees offering shade, Emerald Pool was flowing in the distance, and our bodies were in need of refueling. Apparently the critters in the area had the same idea. The animals in Yosemite are comparable to ones of a petting zoo. They literally have zero fear of humans and will take no hesitation when trying to steal your food. Squirrels in particular can be found jumping from lap to lap in a kamikaze food leap. If you turn your head for one second you might as well be holding a neon flashing sign that says FREE LUNCH.

After leaving Vernal Falls we continued to head up to the top of the trail passing Nevada Falls on the way. Nevada Falls is larger, more powerful, and louder than the below Vernal Falls. However, at least in my opinion, nothing will compare to the pure beauty of the small section of trail misted over from Vernal Falls. On the way up there was a sudden halt in traffic from both directions. It turns out there was a rattlesnake getting some sun on the trail and the day hikers above and below were to scared to move. I have spent 25 years of my life in the deserts of Arizona and seen my fair share of rattlers. I walked up to the snake and encouraged it move to the side. With no sign of aggression or fear the snake slowly moved off the trail.

When you make it to the top the trail you are not directly over the falls like Vernal Falls. The top of Nevada Falls is off to the right about 1/4 of a mile. There are bathrooms and a ton of signs since the trail splits in several directions from here. This would be the spot where we made a 2.4 mile mistake! Apparently you can reach “Yosemite Valley” from any of the trails so it is on every single sing. Little Yosemite Vally on the other hand can only be reached from one direction on one trail and we picked the wrong one. Looking back at it now we made every possible mistake, so much in fact I knew we were going the wrong direction, passing the wrong landmarks, and surpassing the expected distances. Throughout the trip we were often calling Yosemite a place of sensory overload, and this is exactly what happened here. We were so busy trying to absorb the views we stopped paying attention to where we were going.

As part of our “Scenic Route Detour” we crossed over the top of Nevada falls and dropped down into a trail that happened to be flowing a decent trickle of water above us. The water was cold, the ground was wet, and it made for a perfect surreal spot to cool off. Standing under the falling water we had a perfect panoramic view of Half Dome, Mount Broderick, and Liberty Cap as well as Nevada Falls filling the Valley floor below. Eventually we got back on track followed the correct trail and made it to Little Yosemite Valley.

Little Yosemite Valley is a backpackers campground and requires a special permit to stay overnight. Other than the fact we did not have a permit, we would have chose to camp somewhere else anyway. “LYV” can get pretty crowded and resembles somewhat of a KOA in the middle of the back country. We pressed on and got outside of the 2 mile “day use only area” and set up shop. We found a perfect spot resting between Moraine Dome and Bunnell Point. The rushing water combined with the setting sun illuminating the granite walls made for the perfect ending to a perfect 9.4 mile day.

Tomorrow we conquer Half Dome!

Below is a Video Slide Show of our first day.

Waterfalls, Wildlife, & Burger King Bathrooms

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The Backpack 6Pack left civilization 5 days ago and hit the Yosemite Backcountry. After fully immersing ourselves into the wilderness we quickly left the world behind. Surrounded by rushing waterfalls and larger than life granite walls, ones perspective of their place on this planet is brought to the forefront.

To wind down and near the end of our journey is a mixture of emotions. Accomplishment, happiness, and elation is slightly muddled with a sadness that it is over. We had experienced nature to the fullest and the abrupt change back to society is somewhat overwhelming. After only 5 days all of us find ourselves behaving like we are still in the backcountry.

As we navigate our way to the airport the car becomes a constant reminder that all 6 of us have not seen a bar of soap in 5 days! A small town outside of Yosemite, Mariposa, had a Burger King and we used that as a quick stop to give ourselves a sink bath and clean some of the “fresh air” off before getting on the plane.

There will be plenty of pictures and posts to come of our trip, but until then here is a quick thought from each member of the 6Pack

Chuck Norris – Sensory Overload & Unexpected. “I completely forgot about work.”

Chick Norris – “Overwhelming Beauty and peacefulness.”

The FallGal- “My personal Heaven.”

Wicked Witch – “Time stands still” Priceless!

Doc – “It took my breath away, literally and figuratively.”

Slimms – Absolutely Surreal “A perfect photo combined with a perfect story will never capture Yosemite’s magnificence.”

It All Fits

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