Too many days in the desert was starting to get us. The best cure for desert daze is snow capped mountains and pine trees. So we left Death Valley, the lowest point in the US and headed 100 miles West towards Mt. Whitney in the eastern sierras, the highest point in the lower 48. We didn't actually go to Mt. Whitney but we saw it from afar, and for dramatic effect I wanted to make that comparison. You were awed, weren't you? I knew it. We turned north before we hit Mt. Whitney and drove up the 395 to Bishop, CA in search of some snowy, pine forest hikes.
Guess where where we found them. In Yo' National Forest!! If you are a US citizen that is. Our tax dollars, you know? No offense. Feel free to enjoy it, whatever your nationality.To be more specific we are in Inyo National Forest in the Eastern Sierras where the snowy, pine forest hikes are infinite. And they all lead to sierras-ly** gorgeous views.
We drove into the mountains from Bishop and found a cool looking hike up to a lake along Bishop Creek. When we got to the trailhead there was about four inches of untouched, fresh powder on the trail. We charged up the trail, shredding the gnar pow, doing misty flips and method grabs, and just being awesome; until we noticed some footprints start all of a sudden that were clearly fresh bear tracks. It freaked us out a bit but we had already invested time and energy into hiking this trail. Spring said that we were supposed to sing songs loudly to make our presence known and scare the bear away. But Spring and I don't know all the words to any songs. We tried “Wheels on the Bus” but only knew the “round and round” part. Then we started making up songs but they were pretty bad and we were scared the bear would come maul us just to get us to stop singing. So we decided to backtrack and try another trail.
I would recommend that if you plan to hike in bear country that you learn some good songs. If you're hiking with a group, learn to harmonize. Bears like that. Dub poetry might even work. Be creative. Have fun with it. But just know that you are the bear's jester and he will only spare your life so long as you entertain him.
|A good sign that your singing is working.|
We found an equally inspiring trail that headed towards a lake in the other direction. There were fresh human footprints which put us at ease because hopefully the bear got him first and he wasn't hungry anymore.
** Wordplay provided by Rachel Pacio.