a.k.a. future atwalker
Two weeks ago a friend (J.) and I were caught in a surprise snow storm while backpacking in Yosemite. Neither of us is from California, and this was our first trip to the Sierra Nevadas. For those of you who might enjoy accounts of harrowing hikes, I describe out experiences below.
We arrived at Yosemite valley on Saturday, October 16th. We picked up bear canisters at the Wilderness Station, and were informed that the backpacking site in the valley, where we intended to spend our first night, was closed for the season. The remaining campgrounds in the valley were full, so we drove to Hodgdon Meadow site. That evening, it began raining, and by morning it was a true deluge.
Day 1. Our tents were wet, and our sleeping bags were damp. We returned to the valley, and before setting off, dried our gear at the laundromat. We then began climbing out of the valley on the John Muir Trail (JMT). I carried an umbrella, but was optimistic that the weather would clear. It did very briefly when we reached the Nevada Falls a few hours later, but soon closed in again. At the Little Yosemite Valley backpackers