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Race to Tahoe

7/11/2017

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This day could not have been more intense. Between the leaving my house hoping I got everything to being on time for my SnapCab meeting to finishing my final emails, to getting Travis his plastic bottle of Evan Williams, to meeting Rob with my car, to getting to K&T at Echo Lake, to hiking the 7 miles to Lake Aloha that evening, the day was packed with activity. I was wiped and ecstatic when we got to camp. 

I had communicated with them on Sunday night and they told me they had 11.9 (Mr. and Mrs. Precise) miles to go to get to Echo Lake. I made the assumption they would get there mid afternoon based on what I knew of their hiking style here in the bay. I got a text that I didn’t see until noon that they were going to make it by 2 to the parking lot. Damn! I left immediately. Along the drive, I realized I had to find grub because I hadn’t munched since lunch with Mike the day before. Oops! I also had to find the requested Evan Williams. No plastic bottle so I got plastic flasks which ended up being unnecessary due to an empty Gatorade bottle.

Met Rob finally at 3 in Folsom and we raced up to Echo Lake in my car. I am so unbelievably grateful to him for the part he played in this adventure. It was so kind of him. We got there and I didn’t recognize them until I saw Kelsey walk. They were so brown and looked about half their original size. Travis was also rather bushy. We unloaded all the food I brought and redistributed it into lots of ziplocks then into our backpacks. I’m sooooo glad I got my pack down to 18 pounds. That was heavy.

We took off for Aloha and the “impassable” snow. Arrived as the last light was in the sky, whipped up a bit of dinner and threw down our sleeping bags under a flood of moonlight and sparkling stars. 
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Sunset Over Aloha
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Cowboy Camping
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Stone Pathway Along Echo Lake
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Off We Go!
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    Adventuring has been a part of my life from the beginning. My favorite present from my childhood remains a plastic florescent pink, see-through suitcase. 

    My past is riddled with adventures - a frisbee search, conducted high up in oak branches, at a grade school picnic, an equestrian gallop in the fog up Marincello, a dig through the neighbor's construction dumpster to look for buried treasure, a moonlit ramble along Coyote Ridge with a fellow insomniac. 

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