Hold on to the center and make up your mind to rejoice in this paradise called life. – Lao Tzu
This weekend, paradise was: Adam waking up a little early and serving me a hot cup of coffee in my sleeping bag, while blue skies tried to poke through clouds overhead. And that night paradise was discovering our sleeping bag zippers synced up perfectly to make one big warm bag, while it started pouring rain and howling wind outside the tent.
We hiked to Upper Reed Lake Friday night, a generally easy and direct hike up-up-up into Hatcher Pass’ backcountry. There was only one other tent at the lake and we found a nice niche for our tent with plenty of room to spread out.
I don’t run away from challenge because I am afraid. Instead, I run toward it because the only way to escape fear is to trample it beneath your foot. – Nadia Comaneci
The gnarliest part of this entire weekend (for me) was our push to Bomber Pass on Saturday. According to the internet and a guy on the trail, Bomber Pass is between 5,300 and 5,600′ high – not the highest elevation I’ve hiked to. But from Upper Reed Lake, the path to the top (and back down again) is a boulder scramble and that was completely new to me. This trip blog has the best image and information to describe the route. The climb up and down was definitely out of my experience level and challenged my comfort zone. I feel great about it now, but vaguely remember shaking and cursing a lot under my breath.
After a post-hike whiskey toddy and delicious backcountry taco dinner, we hopped into our tent and Adam set our sleeping bags up into one. It wasn’t a moment too soon – the wind picked up and it started pouring and rained throughout the night. We slept the better part of 12 hours in a warm and cozy tent… Life is good!