Cherry Creek, August 2007, page 3

Page three: Sunday 5 August

Doug Landauer, Mark Bray, Heather Bray, Lindsay Buchan, and Ben Landauer

Sunday, we had to figure out

how to get around Peak 7781, to the plateau where we might find out whether the mapped lakelets actually still had any water in them. A bit more rock climbing got us into a nice wide granite bowl, and we walked up to its edge, and started seeing where the plateau is. I suggested that we should bear left a little more, and presently we nearly stumbled upon one of the lakelets. Yay, water!

Freeway time

— after a nice long breakfast-and-water-and-snake break, we reached the trail. Compared to the previous day and a half of off-trail, this was like a freeway. And it was slightly downhill to the pass. Met a ranger, but otherwise made good time.

For the rest of the day, we walked downstream.

But the end of the day proved pretty tough, as we climbed up and away from the creek.


I hope The Signal publishes this picture.

Morning sunlight across Many Island Lake

Ben was pretty adept at finding "easy chair" rocks. We're just about ready to start walking

Early morning rock climbing, to start the day

Ah, a more open granite bowl

At the top of the bowl

Looking back over the bowl we just climbed, and the valley we climbed yesterday, and probably one or more of the ridges we crossed the day before!

Ah, big relief: at least one of the lakelets on the plateau does have water in it. Ben did some filtering here. See the log he's sitting on?

Here's a little garter snake I found, in a crack in the log that Ben (and then I) had just been sitting on, to filter water

He didn't seem to mind us too much, until I got too close. Then he jumped into the lake and slithered off.

Shortly after our long breakfast-and-water break, we encountered the trail. Pretty soon, we encountered a talkative volunteer ranger.

Zooming along the slightly-downhill trail, we passed another small lake

Here at Styx Pass, we exit Yosemite, and re-enter the Emigrant Wilderness

Ah, we finally get views north into the Emigrant. Lord's Meadow is the treed area below, on Cherry Creek, just upstream of where we'll meet the creek

A very rare sighting on this trip — Ben looking a teeny bit tired

Four of us, and Cherry Creek Canyon

All five of us (the timer worked!), and Cherry Creek Canyon

Nice pool on Cherry Creek

In normal years (and earlier in the summer), this is a wild, frothing cascade. This year, it's a series of disconnected pools.

Some of the caves and holes along here are amazingly deep

Nice deep pools, clear water

Here's another "easy-chair" spot

Ben found the "easy-chair" spot

It's mostly pretty easy walking, though the bright sun reflects off of all that granite

At the first brushy section, we took a break at this swimmin', sunnin', fishin' hole

Mark and Ben fishing. I saw an interesting duck with a red stripe on its neck, but didn't get a good enough picture of it

Down here, the creek is actually flowing a bit

Dead fuzzy tree

It's easy walking as the slope flattens a bit

Looking back at this promontory on the south side: it's probably one of the cliffs below and north of Mercur Peak

Just takin' it for granite

Big, deep pools

Mark adds some sense of scale to the big, deep pools

The creek's slope gets a bit steeper again, though it's not as steep as this picture makes it look

Group portrait (I'm looking upstream)

I like this crop of the group portrait

Ben, making tracks. Or not.

The creek's canyon meanders a bit, following the joints of weaker granite

A rare moment when I got ahead of most of the group

Along here, the creek is a trickle in spots ...

... and a bit more than a trickle in other spots. Makes for some nice little waterslides

Here's the spot where you have to leave the streamside, and climb up a ways southeast of it. Ben just sorta found it on his own

I think he just climbed up there because it looked like fun

Exfoliation in "action"

Before we were sure that Ben had found the right spot, Heather and Lindsay scouted downstream a little ways. We decided that even if we could make it through there this time of this year, it was unlikely that it was passable in a normal rain year. We filled up our water containers; it was getting late in the day

After the initial rocky slope, it got pretty steep and brushy for a while

So we decided that this was our Sunday night camp. Here's Ben and Lindsay. Ben cooked our dinner that night.

Last light, Sunday. Mark's looking out at H&L's tent