is too many nights. We rushed to get in ahead of brutally cold weather forecast for two nights. We were fortunate to have met a great young guy named Jay from Nashville, who was doing a day hike. He offered to drive us the 15 miles or so into town. We managed to get five of us with our packs into his Prius, with one pack on our laps in the back seat. I also needed to replace my backpack. My 20 year old lightweight pack was no longer up to the task, and I was using Duck Tape to try to keep the waist belt attached to the pack until I made it to the NOC outfitter.
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| Out with the old... |
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| and in with the new... thanks Shane! |
It was frustrating, but that cold weather had brought snow that closed the road back up to the trailhead. We were now stuck for a third night. We had stayed the first two nights in the only hotel that advertised a hiker rate. But that hotel was in the process of being sold and was very run down. We found that for very little additional money on a per person basis (Diesel, Dundee and I were sharing a room) we could upgrade to the Bearskin lodge. That last night was living in the lap of luxury.
When we finally had the opportunity to get hiking again, we were all anxious to get going. Cabin fever! Here are Diesel and Dundee hiking through the snow. Also, a view from Charlie's Bunion.
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