Yes… I just used the words “hot dog” and “jazzed” — and I don’t care if that reveals my inner nerd because I really am jazzed! Hot dog!
We recently made a big family decision here at the Kapchinske house. We’re going to hike the John Muir Trail this summer — more than 200 miles of high Sierra awesomeness — a wonderland of granite cliffs, emerald lakes, canyons, crags, pristine forests and wildflower meadows.
The trail starts in Yosemite Valley and ends atop Mount Whitney, the highest summit in the contiguous United States. It passes through portions of Yosemite National Park, the Ansel Adams Wilderness, the John Muir Wilderness, Kings Canyon National Park and Sequoia National Park — a land uncrossed by road for 140 miles as the crow files.
So let me say it yet again. Hot dog! I’m jazzed!
There is, of course, a lot do between now and then — obtain our backcountry permit, nail down the resupply logistics, check our gear, add a little muscle to the legs of my two boys (not to mention my own)... I’ll fill you in as we make preparations, and once we hit the trail I’ll share glimpses of the journey with you.
In the meantime, if you’re interested in learning more about the John Muir Trail check out these guidebooks:
Up next: I’ll start a short series of posts on the Colorado Trail. Way back in 1994 a friend and I spent six incredible weeks hiking 500 miles from Denver to Durango, and that’s a big part of the reason I’m so excited to share the John Muir Trail with my family. I’ll post old photos and snippets of my travel journal with you. Between now and then, go get some mud on your feet!