When: 2017-07-01 to 2017-07-04
At this point, we passed by several lakes without refilling our water. Expecting to have come across another water source by now, we severely miscalculated. In a last ditch effort, we spent time melting snow on slabs of rocks and watched the droplets fall into the bottles. Add to the situation a pounding headache, and we have a very uncomfortable situation.
With the headache still around, gaining the ridge via the talus field took an embarassing amount of time.
On the way back down from the ridge, we descended talus, scree, and fields of suncups down to Frog Lakes.
The southwest side of the trail was flooded, so we decided to take a detour in an effort to avoid needless water crossings. Instead, we walked into a lot of bushwhacking and--surprise--even stronger water currents to cross.
Deciding to head back to the trail and deal with the calmer water levels, we turned back to where we made our original detour.
Back on trail, we did have to get our feet wet.
Back on trail, we found several butterlies congregating near the lake.
We ended up finding a nice spot to take a break in the shade, across the trail from a large talus field which lead up to a potential climbing route.
Francisco managed to walk all the way up the talus field and scouted out some of the climbing routes that we were brainstorming.
While Francisco was up climbing, I had his 150-600 for some reach and bokeh.
Afterwards, Hai started up the talus field to see how far he would get.
Still on our break, Francisco and I went to explore a possible path leading to another ridge.
Rather than going all the way to Lake Dorothy, we decided to turn back due to the time. On the trail back, we noticed that there was a healthy sized boulder off to the side. Obviously, we had to climb it.
Rather than go around the other end of the loop to get back to our car, we just went through the water. On the way back, it appeared that the water levels rose from earlier.
After dinner at the Mobil station, we stopped by Mono Lake.
After arriving back to our campsite, we decided to wake up around 2:30 A.M. for a shot at some night photography.
Above the tree line and below the talus fields, we ended up crossing creeks several times. Learning from the experiences of dehydration at Virginia Lakes, we decided to refill our water before it got too late. To be safe, we were a bit more prepared this time and carried a stove up there in addition to a water filter.
The remainder of the route involved talus and suncups; there was a constant trade-off between navigating through one or the other.
All throughout, the trail was hit-or-miss in terms of visibility. At some point, I decided to simply go up. This decision was made, in part, because I failed to find the trail.
While traversing the ridge to the summit trail, I found Francisco on his way down from the summit where he was waiting for a while.