Didn't get out of Tuolumne Meadows until around 3pm on the 27th of July...Traveled down the trail, and crossed the Tuolumne river at a series of glorious, cascading waterfalls. I couldn't resist the opportunity to take a quick swim in the paradise like pools as were a number of others--from hikers to stock users. Awesome...stayed in the water for what seemed like an eternity, until I tore myself away out of necessity to reach my destination well ahead of night fall-Would love to go back and hike the 'Grand Canyon' of the Tuolumne sometime along with a number of other High Sierra routes (Palisdes in part) . At Glen Aulin, sat around the fire some folks had going at the group fire pit (only the 2nd or 3rd fire I'd been around the whole trip), with some great folks from the Ventura area that were backpacking. I think I talked their ears off regaling them with various stories from the trail etc...They seemed interested--maybe it was just politeness :) Very nice people. Traded some black tea for a thermarest patch with a lady from the Bay area.
***RANT ON***
I hiked to Glen Aulin High Sierra Camp (Please avoid if possible--it's bear central, and I found out why, even though I personnally had no problems), which is a place the concessionaires seem to use to abuse the wilderness with excessive amounts of stock and people who appear as if they just stepped out of their Mercedes or Lexus and haven't so much as perspired a drop getting there. All with the sanction of the Park- though none of the park staff I spoke with (6) had a single good thing to say about the concessionaires, and readily admitted to the destructive nature of the camps. I observed the clients running around noisily dropping food on the ground regardless of the hour, while wafting their perfumes through the air, without an apparent clue or care as to any courtesy for other users. Never mind the bellowing horn the concessionaires blow several times a day as a sort of meal call bell. Anyway, Left later in the morning the next day disgusted, but soon left it behind to never hopefully return.
**Rant Off**
I stopped for lunch mid-afternoon and enjoyed some home made chicken tortilla soup a backpacking family had pawned off on me (gladly so) as they had waaaaay too much food to carry out, and dad wanted to lighten his load.....best meal I've had so far on the trail. :) So good. Camped up above Miller Lake...told there are no fish there.
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