Backpacking Continued, Days 3- 4

Pate Valley, Wednesday Evening after a refreshing dinner. 

With our day of rest in question, we had a discussion about the pros and cons of staying at our campsite there and resting, as had been originally planned, or looking for another campsite in the morning and moving on at least a few miles in order to minimize the stress of the 3,500 foot in 5 miles challenge looming large on Friday.  Everyone who wanted to speak up did, it seemed, and eventually we reached a consensus to stay and rest.  It was also decided that Friday morning that anyone determined to would leave even before daybreak.  No one wanted to face the switchbacks in the later hot part of the day.

So Thursday was a day of taking it easy after all; swimming, exploring Pate Valley and playing cards.  Most of the group hiked to see the Native American Pictographs and other archeological remains of the people who once called Pate Valley their home.  There was also said to be a sacred burial ground nearby.  Julie had stories to tell of this which she may contribute later.

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Here is a link to more great photos by other backpackers of the past:

I decided to stay and rest my leg with the pulled muscle.  (I had no more trouble with it after that thankfully.)  It was great to sit in my chair by the river in the morning, to write, reflect and draw. I noticed how all of the granite river stones were worn round by being smooth-river-stones-wall-inkblueskytumbled against each other.  It made me think of how people who stay in community become like this with sharp edges worn off.

Later in the afternoon, when it was quite warm, I spent a good chunk of time in the swimming hole by the bridge which we would cross in the morning.


The swimming hole was just perfect. I love lazy summer days.  When I came back to camp I stayed chilled and it was fun playing cards with Richard, eating starters courtesy of Tamar again and then hor-derves as well before dinner!

After dinner we were surprised with delightfully hilarious entertainment from the young trail crew across the river who were celebrating halloween early!


They gave us a talent contest which was crazy and full of unexpected variety. We had to decide the winners and it was a tough call.  One of the them, my favorite, gave us the most well spoken rendition of this famous poem I have ever heard.

Jabberwocky, by Lewis Carrol

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!

Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun

The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;

Long time the manxome foe he sought—

So rested he by the Tumtum tree

And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,

The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms, my beamish boy!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”

He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

That evening we retired early and many slept out under the stars as it was quite warm at night there.  Almost everyone was fully ready to break camp before daybreak.  I thought I was ready to pack up and head out at least with a few of the other less super-hearty-campers at dawn.  But it was not to be.


About perigrinatia

World traveler, Primary and ESL teacher, emerging writer
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2 Responses to Backpacking Continued, Days 3- 4

  1. sandy g says:

    Hi! enjoy the blog and pics! How great is our magnificent God!


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