On Monday, drove M. around (blue line below, more or less) to the 2002 washout on the Dosewallips Road. We walked up over the temporary trail to the other side of the washout, we had a little lunch; then I helped her get her pack on, all the straps tightened up. And away she went (pink line, more or less): up the river to Dose Meadow, into the snowy high country, over the passes (1)(2). N.B. will pick her up at Obstruction Point on Friday evening.
She's hiking Not Quite UltraLight. Her pack weighed about 28 pounds.
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That Dosewallips River is sure a reel purdy looking place. Ah well...
brave one - even if i were physically fit i would be too nervous to hike/backpack that far alone.
Too right. Myself I am some decades past my backpack years and I was always always nervous in the back country. I suppose today she is seeing marmots and mountains and great reaches of alpine meadows. Maybe bears, but preferably not. I haven't been able to see on any of the maps where her last camp is to be, that she'll be in tonight. I'll be worried until I hear she is safely back, but I bet she herself will be sad not to be still back there...
And I don't think it's likely she's too alone. It's the height of the season, and the mountains must be full of people making their way from camp to camp in the backcountry. Not so many people going in from Dosewallips, because of the extra 5.5 mles caused by the washout on the road. But once she's back in the alpine country, she won't have it to herself.
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