Monday, August 8, 2011

I'm glad we didn't die: Our hike of Shirley Canyon

Here are two different waterfalls we saw along our hike, there was a crazy amount of water because there had been a ton of snow this winter.

While we were wandering around one evening, we found
some magazine type things about stuff to
do in North Lake Tahoe.

One of the sections listed several trails to hike.
Going on a hike sounded like a good idea because it's a pretty area and because hiking is good exercise and because it's much easier to go on a hike without the three year old who shall remain nameless who walks 5ft on flat ground and whines to be carried.

We decided to hike the Shirley Canyon trail because it was listed as a moderate hike, about 5 miles long.

When we got there that morning, we were met with this sign at the trail head.
This picture was taken after we finished the hike of course

We paused and then decided we would just go as far as we could and then turn back.
We passed by several people coming back down. But we also kept seeing people continuing on the trail. So we kept going.

Eventually we had gotten so far that I wasn't very excited about turning around.

We still saw people going on and hadn't seen very much snow, so we just kept going.
Eventually we did go over some snow, but it wasn't too bad.

We were basically following two other groups of people going all the way to the top.

Going to the top started sounding very good because at the top, there is a cable car you can ride down the mountain in. If you hike to the top, it is free to ride down. We kept going up and up and then we started going down again. There was an icy lake at the bottom of the last mountain.

I was very tired by this point, so I sat down to rest a bit, Bob looked around a bit.

The other people continued up the mountain.

The next section was pretty snow covered.

We learned later that there had been snow and people skiing there over the 4th of July weekend (just a few days earlier).
We basically ended up hiking up a ski slope.
My legs were so sore and I kept slipping on the snow.

At one point, I was not sure I would be able to make it up or down.

looking back down at part of the most difficult stretch

Eventually we made it up to the top.
We ate the lunch we brought with us at a picnic bench up at the top.

It was the best food we ever tasted. I felt like we had been in the wilderness for a very long time. We were quite dingy looking. It was kind of jarring to see all of the Squaw Valley Olympic stuff and lots of people who had taken the cable car up.
The 1960 winter Olympics were held there. We went to the museum and got to see the open arena where figure skating and hockey had been held.
There was also a swimming pool (it was super windy and not too many people were in there) and a hot tub (more people in that one). Apparently down at the bottom, you could pay for the ride up (like $30), swimming/hot tubbing, roller skating (on the iceless ice rink), and/or other stuff they had up there. There were also restaurants and event spaces. We stayed (and sat) for a bit and then headed over to wait for the cable car down. It was much faster than our trip up! If you look at the top left corner of the third picture in this post, you can see the cable car.


Meg said...

It was definitely not a moderate hike with all of that snow and we probably did a lot more than 5miles going around trying to find the trail and finding our way around snow and junk. I did feel a sense of accomplishment after finishing the hike though.

h51773 said...

That sounds like something that Allen and I would do (and I would have handled it exactly like you did)... It most be genetic.