Being about a week into my living in the bay area, it only made sense to take a long camping trip into the wilderness, shirking my unpacking responsibilities. I wish I regretted it but I simply don’t. My coworker slash friend Manny has been working in San Francisco for the past few months and as two more joined our group we had our team of backpackers. Ellie flew in from New Yorker and booked us a campsite…four miles from where we parked our car. As it happens this mistake was the best thing that could have happened to us as our base camp out turned into a full on trek.
Along the way we found an inlet with a small beach and freezing cold snow melt water that the boys jumped into for a mini polar bear swim. Jen and I sunbathed, also a good decision.
We continued on, at this point our two tents, mats and bear container filled with food slowing us down but the thought of a fire pit and cinnamon blueberry bread sounded too good to stop.
We got some clean water thanks to Manny’s life saving water pump and then quickly moved on to eating the way too many snacks we brought while starting up a campfire. After several mishaps I put my headlamp on the right way and had it to find firewood until we fell asleep.
We made the unfortunate decision to sleep with our tent uncovered and thus woke up to the brutal reality that we were freezing. What seemed like a great way to view the stars at night was a clear morning mistake. On the plus side. No bears. We made our way home and promptly rewarded ourselves with ice creams and gatorades. Job well done all, job well done.
Last but not least here are my takeaways from our romp in the woods:
1) You do not need three bread loaves, especially if one of you is carrying a 20lb bear container
2) There are bears in Yosemite. Don’t run away, instead counter intuitively turn around and roar. This seems much easier in theory than in practice
3) Always bring blueberry cinnamon bread.