We continued in to Tuolumne meadows and split up. Doug, Linda and Tania went
for a hike down the Tuolumne River and reached a point just shy of Glen Aulin
while Carl, Patsy and I went rock climbing on Lambert Dome. We wanted
to climb the Northwest Books but had to wait for one party ahead of us.
This is a classic 5.6 *** two pitch route that overlooks the whole of Tuolumne.
A beautiful climb. I led the first pitch and Patsy the second.
The next day we drove our cars down to Tenaya Lake and took the shuttle
bus back to the Cathedral Lakes trailhead in Tuolumne Meadows. This is also part
of the John Muir Trail (and PCT). Even though there was evidence of much foot
traffic, we didn't encounter all that many people. We kept leapfrogging a Sierra
Club group from the San Francisco chapter and we met a group of three, one of
whom was an octogenarian. Short of Cathedral Lakes we headed east up the side
of Cathedral Peak. Unfortunately, Linda wasn't feeling well. She and Doug decided
to go back down and hike the Sunrise trail to Tenaya Lake. The four of us continued
up the increasingly vertical slope to the summit block. There we met another couple,
who upon questioning said that they were Assyrian (Tania, who is Lebanese, noted
that this was an interesting anomaly, as the country Assyria no longer exists.
Apparently, however, the culture continues to survive).
Tania and the other lady couldn't tolerate the exposure and refused to climb
further. I led the fourth class climb up to the summit block only to find that
there were no rappel bolts on the summit, only the base of the register box (sans
register), which was itself bolted to the summit. I tied off to the bottom of
the register box and to two stoppers that I opposed in a crack. I belayed everyone
else up to the top, we took the obligatory summit photographs and then I belayed
them down in reverse order.
We descended the peak a little farther south than the way we had gone up and
had to rappel at one point down a steep section. By the time we had returned to
the trail we were only a few hours shy of running out of daylight. There was insufficient
time remaining to follow the Sunrise trail to Tenaya Lake. Instead, I
opted to follow a cross-country route across the north shore of the lower
Cathedral Lake and its outlet stream down past Pywiack Dome and
to Tenaya Lake. This turned out to be an enchanting route and we reached
the cars before dark and half an hour or so before Doug and Linda.
The next morning Doug and Linda packed up and headed home. We drove to the
store in Tuolumne where Carl was picked up by another Sierra Clubber who had been
on one of the bus trips but had had to drive for lack of room on the bus. We also
spent some time chatting with Gail Hanna, who had led a Sierra Club group up the
Tuolumne River Canyon.
After eating lunch, Tania, Patsy and I went climbing on the east side of Lambert
Dome. I led the 5.7 * climb, Alive at Leads. Appropriately named,
perhaps, since there exists the possibility of hitting the ground from 80 feet
up. We top-roped several other climbs in the same area.
On Tuesday morning we packed up the car and headed to the Tioga entrance.
We parked just inside the Park and hiked to the Great Sierra Mine in the Gaylor
Lakes basin. This is a beautiful high Sierra subalpine meadow.
We left the Park at 2 pm and started the long drive home. En route we stopped
at one of the natural hot springs near Mammoth for a quick soak. We returned to
Rancho Bernardo at 11 pm.
by Richard J. Hughes
Carl, Tania, Doug, Linda, Patsy and I met in Rancho Bernardo
on Friday night and split the six of us and our gear between two cars. Doug and
I drove. We took the Moffat Ranch Road just north of Lone Pine at 1 am Saturday
morning and slept beneath the stars and a clearly visible Milky Way. We awoke
early, ate a quick breakfast and continued to Lee Vining and Highway 120. We turned
off before the Tioga entrance to Yosemite to check out one of my secret sleeping
spots. Although there were other people camped there (not so secret!), there was
still plenty of space for us, so we set up camp and ate lunch.
A Los Alpinistas story and photograph by Richard
J. Hughes.