I slept fairly well and was up at 6AM. That may seem early for you but it is not early for me. I relaxed, had breakfast, and packed up camp. My idea was to climb up the ridge to take a short cut over to Munson Meadow instead of going back the way I came down (which was very hard). I was not really sure how this route would be or if it would be too cliffy. It was a bit of a risk but I decided to go for it. I’m glad I did. It probably saved me 1.5 hours of hiking at least. And it was not cliffy at all.
However, once I got to Munson Meadow the day detiorated quickly. The trail through Munson Meadow is essentially non-existent. It is so faint you can hardly tell there is a trail. Only the bears use this trail now (I do not think that is inaccurate). I would find the trail and then 30 or 60 seconds later I would lose it again. There was also snow, which certainly did not help in trail finding. I thought that once I got over to the top of the ridge and began the big descent to the bottom of the canyon then the trail would be much easier to follow. Au contraire. It was just the opposite. The trail was far worse now. It was impossible to follow and I got off track many times. Since it was so much brushier down here, this made it very difficult. I was so frustrated. I thought about turning back many times but now I was well past the point of no return. I had to continue. I had to somehow make it down to the river and find some sort of campsite.
Finally I made it down to river level. I was so frustrated with the trail and so over tired. I found a spot to camp near the river and near the waterfall. There were no good camping sites along the river because it was so foresty and brushy but this one would have to do.
There were a ton of flies around my camp. They were very annoying so I spent most of the afternoon inside my tent. There were also mosquitoes. I did not think there would be many mosquitoes at this elevation. I was expecting to see much more at the higher elevations than down here. It was also supposed to be windy which should have kept them away. Neither was true and I had to put on bug spray to save myself.
In the evening I went up to see the waterfall. Wester Park Falls is massive, dropping a whopping 730 ft. in multiple segments. It is a spectacular sight to see from a distance. Unfortunately it is not possible to get up close to it because it is so incredibly brushy. The distant view was the best I could come up with but it was a very pleasant experience after the very frustrating hike.
I returned to camp and hopped into the tent quickly to escape the mosquitoes. Tomorrow I would have to climb out of this canyon. It would not be fun.
I had a permit for Yosemite this weekend and once again, I was not able to go. I think God does not want me to go to Yosemite this year. Tioga Pass Road was still not open on July 8. I thought for sure it would be open by July 4. Frankly, I am very disappointed. I know we had a huge snow year but all the other passes have been open for a long time now. Only Tioga Pass is still closed. Sigh. Well I already had the days off work. I should go somewhere else.
New plan: Mokelumne Wilderness.
I went into this area in early July 2019 to Cole Creek Falls. I found it very difficult because of all the snow. 2019 was a big snow year but not as big as 2023. How would it compare this year? Well …
The snow levels were about the same as before. Some spots had more snow than before, others had less. (kinda weird). Bottom line, this was going to be a very difficult hike. I was going much further than Cole Creek Falls this time.
I started out an hour earlier than in 2019. That year it took me 5.5 hours to hike 8.5 miles. This year it took 6 hours. Once again, I was spent. It is very hard walking on snow. Twice as hard as on a trail. It is never flat. There are a lot of ups and downs. It is extremely tiring. I was not even finished. I still had another 2.5 miles to hike.
I was not really expecting so much snow. It looked completely clear on the satellite after you got to the top of the ridge, but there was snow all the way down in the canyon. This made the trail impossible to follow (in addition to it being so tiring).
A couple other things I was not expecting: (1) no mosquitoes. I really thought they were going to be horrendous at 7300 ft. elevation. However, I found a small but lovely campsite out in the open beside the creek and no buggers. There were a few that came out in the evening but nothing to write home about. (2) Wester Park Creek was massive and definitely not crossable (thankfully I did not have to cross it). It is well past peak flow now, so I was certainly not expecting it to be like this. Should make for a great waterfall anyway.
I relaxed in the afternoon and chatted with my wife (I had one bar of service on my phone). In the evening I went down to see the waterfall. Another thing I was not expecting: the waterfall was absolutely huge. Upper Wester Park Falls is 191 ft. in total height. A big cascade of 63 ft. followed by an enormous 128 ft. drop. It was very easy to get down to them. You could walk down right alongside the upper cascade, then it was an easy scramble to the bottom of the lower drop. I chatted with my wife some more while I waited for the sun to go down before I could take photos.
I returned to camp and went to bed. I was incredibly tired. But if I thought this day was a frustrating and tiring one, tomorrow would be far worse …
